Angelina giggled at her daughter whilst she carefully did up the little buttons on her tiny pink babysuit. She looked adorable- her little brown eyes, so like hers! George had pointed that out straight away- "She has your eyes, Angel" he'd said proudly.
She put her thumb in her mouth curiously and watched Ange intently as she kicked her little legs out. "Sleepy time!" Ange said softly as she picked Roxanne up carefully and carried her over to her cot. She placed her inside on the blankets and turned on the mobile that was above her cot- it played a gentle rhythm and Ange leant over to kiss her daughter.
"Goodnight baby girl" she said softly again before slowly walking out of the room- leaving the door open behind her.
She yawned as she walked back towards the sofa- it had definitely been a long and tiring week since Roxy arrived home from the hospital. George had been ecstatic, carrying her around the flat and shop- showing her everything. Even though she was only 4 days old and was practically asleep the whole time- but still.
Everyone had met her- and adored her. Especially Molly- who hadn't wanted to leave her yesterday! She'd been sat in the rocking chair in Roxy's room with her for hours. It had been really sweet- she'd been telling her everything, about her Uncle Fred, about her Daddy- about what they got up to when they were younger.
George smiled to himself happily as he sold one last Pygmy Puff to a Father for his excitable little girl- he'd be like that in a few years with his Roxanne. He locked up the shop and headed back into the storeroom. He picked up the piece of paper from the side where he had put it earlier when Ange was safely away upstairs with Roxy. It was expensive… very expensive. But he was going to put every last penny he had saved into buying it for his family- Ange would love it. He knew she would- and it would be perfect to raise his family in. He wasn't going to let his Angel pay a penny of her money towards it- he wanted this to be an investment in their future.
Ange heard George walking up the stairs and smiled when he opened the door- "Hey, my Angel" he said gently when he saw his beautiful wife. "How's she been?" he asked her excitedly- wanting to see his baby girl again.
Ange laughed- "George. You came up to see her less than an hour ago! She hasn't changed since then- well she's had a nappy change. But that's about it." She said with a giggle, loving how much of an amazing and caring Dad that he was already. He'd even changed her yesterday- which had been pretty amusing to watch.
He kissed Ange deeply before they both walked towards her room, hand in hand. They went in quietly. George smiled as soon as he saw her- she was perfect. She was so tiny. He leaned over the cot and watched her sleep- she whimpered slightly and kicked out her legs before settling again.
"Look at what we made, Angie. You and me- she's both of us." He whispered, putting his arm around her and kissing her cheek softly. He was going to be a good dad- he was going to make Roxanne proud that he was her Father.
I hope you can see her now, Fred. I hope that you're watching down on her. She's your niece- you wouldn't have imagined this for me a couple of years back, right? I love her- she's so perfect, so amazing. I couldn't have wished for anything more amazing. Ange makes a beautiful Mum, doesn't she? Everything's going so well, Freddie. For me. I just… I wish you could be here. I wish you could have been Best Man at my wedding. I wish you were here now- to meet Roxanne. I miss you more than anything.