02. Curls
His curls were hereditary. The proof was in both Logan and Jules as they each sported fluffy little mops of them on their heads.
"Both are the spitting image of their father. " She'd boast when she'd bring them along for playdates with their friends' children.
"Say what you want Blondie but they both got your eyes and anyone who says differently will have to fight me for it." He argued bouncing little Jules on his knee.
"I'll admit while your eyes were one of the many things that drew me to you, those messy curls of yours will always be my weakness." She beamed running a hand through his blondish brown tresses.
"Yeah, yeah just better hope they don't give us any hell tomorrow when we take them to their first haircuts that's the last thing I need is for these two munchkins wailing in our ears the whole time."
"Dean you weren't supposed to mention-"
Two loud cries cut off Emma before she could finish her sentence and suddenly they had a very fussy toddler and an angry preschooler on their hands.
"Shit."
The Names for Dean and Emma's children was inspired by ramenreigns who was the one who got me into Demma/Emmbrose in the first place. I loved the names she chose so I didn't want to change it.
