14th December
It was Sam and Tom's one year wedding anniversary, but unfortunately, Tom had to catch up on his work as a consultant. He had just finished saying good morning to his five month old children, and was ready to leave, but unusually, Sam hadn't woken up. However, he decided to let her have a lie in, as the kids were happy in their cots, and she worked so hard so she deserved a break. He pecked her on the forehead, before he left for work.
But Sam was awake, she just didn't want him to know, because she didn't want to give anything away about their evening that she had planned. Once she heard the front door shut downstairs, she smiled as she got out of bed, and phoned Fletch.
"Good morning." She heard him say cheerily.
"Morning. He's gone so come round when you're ready."
"Alright, I'm just dropping the kids off at school and I'll come straight to you." Fletch stated. "Happy anniversary." Fletch sung cheerfully.
"Thank you." Sam smiled.
"Alright, see you soon."
"Bye." Sam put her phone on her bedside table.
"Right, let's get you lot dressed differently because Uncle Fletch doesn't know which one of you is which and if we dress you all the same, he's got no chance." Sam began as she opened one of the draws.
Fletch parked on the large driveway because he knew he'd be gone by the time Tom got home in the couple's only car. And he found that the minivan that was usually in the garage, was parked by the front door. He locked his car, and then went and knocked on the front door.
"Come in!" He heard Sam shout so he opened the door to find the usually neat hallway filled with changing bags, baby carriers and of course, babies.
"And what if I was a paedophile or a robber? Just come in whenever you want!" Fletch joked as he closed the front door behind him.
"I just walked through the living room and I saw your car on the driveway." Sam stated.
"Oops." Fletch muttered. "Right let me guess who's who then. I'm going to get them all right one day." He stated whilst Sam strapped the last of the babies in their car seat.
"Yeah, probably when they've all grown up and changed completely." Sam stated.
"Right, this little one is Ellie because she's being clingy as usual." Fletch stated as he pointed to the girl with the pink blanket who was reaching her arms out towards Sam.
"Yep." Sam nodded.
"And Leah's got the freckle so... That's Leah."
"Correct."
"And these two girls look exactly the same as Leah, so one of them is summer and one of them is Megan... And... This ones summer?" He questioned.
"Nope. Oh wait actually... Um, yeah no sorry that is summer." Sam concluded.
"Which means you're Megan. You're the fifth girl so you must be Bella, and out of the three boys... Charlie's got the chubbiest cheeks, so this is him, and this is Aaron and this is Jonny." Fletch pointed around the hallway.
"Everyone was right, except you got Jonny and Aaron the wrong way around." Sam stated.
"Ah but I'm getting better." Fletch said smugly. "Right, what's the plan of action today?"
"Um, take these lot to the high street. If you could wait with the minivan with these lot, I'll run to the market - and I'll probably have to take Ellie with me becuase she won't stop crying if i leave her - and get what I need for dinner. And then I'll just pop into an arts and crafts shop to get some paints and things because I want them to scribble in a card for Tom and I'll come back to the minivan. And I could do with going to the supermarket to do a big shop becuase we haven't got much at home but... I'm not sure how that's going to work." She admitted.
"Why don't we both go in, we can carry one baby each in a sling, get two trolleys and put three in each of the trolley seats at the front?" Fletch suggested. "They're only five months old, you'll fit three of them in two seats." He stated.
"You sure?" Sam queried.
"Yeah. Just bring some extra blankets to lay in the seats because they're not very comfy for younger babies." Fletch warned.
"Yeah, I've got plenty of blankets in the changing bags." Sam stated.
"Right, shall we start loading the class up then?" He joked.
"Yep. But leave a gap between each of them. There's sixteen seats in the minivan so there enough room and the last thing I want for one of them to get their hands stuck between the car seats seeing as everyone here like to get their hands on whatever they can touch." Sam said loudly to her children as Fletch picked up Aaron's carrier and Sam grabbed another. "Make sure Ellie gets put in the seat behind me." Sam ordered.
"I don't understand, why is she so clingy? Everyone else is alright, I mean Bella's a bit clingy sometimes too but Ellie can't stand being away from me." Sam stated as she little girl was making small sounds of distress. Sam was driving the minivan with her children strapped in the back dotted around the white minivan whilst Fletch had his arm over the back of his seat, trying to calm the girl down.
"Wait, keep talking, I think that'll settle her a bit." Fletch suggested.
"And say what?"
"Um... You and Tom thinking of having any more children?" Fletch joked.
"Not in his wildest dreams." Sam remarked.
"What, so if you did accidentally fall pregnant you'd not keep it?" Fletch queried.
"Well when you put it like that." Sam began. "I mean, I wouldn't know unless I was in that position, but I know that Tom would be a definite no against abortion, so if it did happen, I'd probably go through with it because it'd be as much his child as it would be mine." Sam admitted. "Unless of course it was octuplets again, in which case I might just have a nervous breakdown." Sam joked.
"Yeah, she's settling when she hears your voice." Fletch smiled as she tickled Ellie's cheek. "So what are you and Tom actually doing tonight? And don't give me the sexual details please." He smirked.
"No, nothing like that." Sam protested. "I'm making Tom's favourite dinner, and his favourite pudding, all being washed down by a beer or two. And I'm going to try to get the kids to scribble in a big card in a different colour each, and maybe do some hand prints in paint or something. And although he'll never admit it, he loves it when the kids sleep in our bed so I was wondering if you'd help me bring down the mattress and another single mattress that we've got and put them in the living room in front of the TV. I'll put on a DVD and we can get comfy with pillows and blankets, and we can have all eight of them on the bed with us." Sam explained.
"Wow, that sounds like a really good idea." Fletch admitted. "In fact, it's my anniversary coming up soon, can I borrow your kids?" He joked and Sam smiled to herself. "What DVD are you watching - and I hope it's PG or less." He joked.
"Um, I haven't decided yet. I was going to get a few in tescos, probably disney films or something. I loved the jungle book when I was younger, so I might get that... You don't think I should dress up do you?"
"Depends what you mean by dress up." Fletch stated confusedly.
"Well, wear a dress or something rather than what I'm wearing." Sam replied and Fletch looked at her skinny jeans she was wearing with her light blue, long sleeved, buttoned shirt which made breastfeeding easy.
"No, course not. You're having a night in, and anyway when you settle down in the living room you're probably going to be in your pyjamas anyway. What you're wearing is fine." Fletch stated reassuringly. "It's what you're wearing underneath your clothes that matters." He joked.
"I've already told you, the kids are going to be in bed with us. We're not doing anything that your sick mind in conjuring up." Sam remarked.
"Well seeing as you're insulting me, you won't want to know the secret to a long marriage will you?"
"Let me guess, don't have an affair?" Sam joked.
"Ouch, that hurt. But I'm gonna tell you anyway becuase it's funny: the key to a successful marriage, is to keep the fights clean and the sex dirty." Fletch stated.
"Sssh, I've told Tom off for saying rude things in front of them, so you can't either!" Sam protested.
"That isn't rude!"
"It is!"
"What, so the 'S' word is rude is it?"
"Not necessarily. But if you combine the 'S' word with the word dirty, then yes it is rude." Sam stated sternly.
Sam had pulled up in the large car park near the high street, and got out and opened the side door to the back of the minivan.
"Right, stop crying, I'm still here." Sam ordered as she picked Ellie out of her carrier and held her against her chest. The little girl immediately settled as she used her hands to hold onto her mother's breast. "What would you do if I had a double mastectomy? You wouldn't be happy then would you?" Sam joked half heartedly as she opened one of the changing bags and pulled out a light blue baby sling to match her top. "I actually can't believe in wearing this." She admitted as she pulled it on and secured Ellie close to her chest.
"No, neither can I." Fletch had to stifle a laugh. "But I do have to admit, you look absolutely adorable." He smirked as he reached in and tickled Ellie's cheek.
"Right," Sam began as she pulled her handbag onto her shoulder.
"There's a few bottles of milk in the changing bag but they shouldn't need feeding until later. There's nappies, toys, blankets etc in there as well. And if you can't settle them just give me a call, I won't be far away and hopefully I wont be too long anyway." Sam explained as she repositioned Ellie, and then pulled her shirt down properly.
"Okay, go on go. We'll be fine." Fletch said.
"And can you shut this door? just in case." Sam asked timidly as she looked around the car park that was scattered with cars, just to survey the area.
"I'm sure nothing is going to happen, but if that's what you want, sure." Fletch nodded. He pulled the door shut, and then squatted in front of Aaron to say hello, so Sam smiled before she made her way to the Christmassy high street.
Sam was walking freely, hoping that Fletch was fine with the kids, when she felt something tugging in her chest, and sure enough, as she looked down, she saw that in the sling, Ellie was tugging at her mummy's shirt becuase she was obviously trying to breastfeed.
"Oi, you've already been fed literally about 45 minutes ago." Sam stated but the tugging didn't stop. "Right, the sooner you and your siblings start solids, the better." Sam stated as she discreetly undid the top button of her shirt, and pulled it aside. She knew public breastfeeding was allowed, she just wasn't comfortable with strangers seeing her breasts so she ensured that everything was covered, whilst she managed to get Ellie latched on, all whilst she continued walking which she found an achievement.
After a little bit more walking, she reached the butchers stall in the market down the high street that she knew sold really nice meat and it was from local farms too. The high street was bustling despite it being midweek, and there were christmas decorations everywhere because it was mid December.
"What can I get you darling?" A man asked cheerily from behind the counter with his remarkably apron and hat on.
"Um... Two of those thin gammon steaks, and two beef fillet steaks please." Sam replied - she knew they'd be stuffed by the end of the night, but it was their anniversary and they deserved a treat so Sam was cooking Tom's favourite meal - a well done beef steak, a gammon steak, two fried eggs and thick cut chips. They rarely had it because it was such an unhealthy dinner, but when they did have it, they enjoyed every morsel.
"That's £18.50 please." He stated and Sam handed over the money before she received the red and white striped bag.
"Thanks." Sam smiled before she walked away, and thankfully, Ellie was being silent now that she was suckling. Although Sam felt slightly stupid wearing a baby sling, she did like the feeling of her daughter being held across her chest as they were keeping each other warm - Sam hadn't realised how harsh the winds were. Thankfully, the arts and crafts shop that she needed to go to next was in the shopping centre. She took a while looking around at child friendly paints and pens, until she had got a selection and paid, but just as she was about to exit the shop with two bags in one hand, and other arm wrapped around her baby's sling, she bumped into Robyn and Rita.
"Sam!" Robyn squealed.
"Hiya." Rita smiled.
"Hi." Sam forced a smile, as she just wanted to get back to her children.
"Doing a bit of christmas shopping are we?" Robyn asked cheerfully. "God, it's got to cost a lot buying prezzies for eight babies hasn't it?"
"We can manage." Sam stated. "Listen I-"
"Who's this one?" Robyn asked eagerly.
"Let Sam get a word in Robyn." Rita smirked.
"It's Ellie, but she's feeding so..." Sam trailed off as she pulled up the sling slightly to make sure she was covered.
"Oh right, sorry." Robyn apologised.
"C'mon, let the poor woman get on, I'm sure you've got lots to do." Rita said to save Sam, and in truth, she was grateful.
"Yep, I'd best get on." Sam stated.
"Alright, bye!" Robyn waved as Sam quickly made her way to the exit of the shopping centre, and then she moved even quicker to escape the harsh winds and got into the back of the minivan where Fletch was sitting with Bella, Megan and Summer, on his lap with a little fluffy toy bunny entertaining them.
"Did you get everything you needed?" Fletch queried.
"Yep. And this one got more than I bargained for." Sam stated as she gestured the baby.
"What?" Fletch said confusedly as he began to put the infants in their car seats.
"She's feeding." Sam stated as she placed the shopping bags down. "C'mon, you've definitely had enough by now." Sam said softly as she teased Ellie off of her breast, and then she clipped her bra back together and buttoned up her shirt. "There we go, good girl." Sam said as she took the warm little girl out of the sling and strapped her into the car seat, by which time, Fletch had already strapped the others in and jumped in the passenger seat in the front again.
Fletch watched as Sam went around and checked everyone's straps before she jumped in the drivers seat.
"Sorry, I do trust you it's just... I wanted to make sure." Sam apologised as she started the engine.
"Don't be, I'd do exactly the same. I even check when Natalie's strapped the kids in." Fletch stated reassuringly. "And good job on feeding Ellie, she's drifting off with a tummy full of milk." Fletch said softly as the little girl's eyes slowly closed.
"Thank god!" Sam said quietly and fletch laughed as they began the short journey to the supermarket.
"Right, I don't have a clue how this is going to work." Sam stated as Fletch arrived at the minivan with two large trollies.
"Simple. Three of them can sit on the chair in each trolley, and we'll have one in a sling each." Fletch stated as he unfolded the chairs that we designed to hold two children, though because Sam's children were only five months old, and fairly small for their age, they were sure they could fit three in. Fletch got out some blankets and laid them in the chairs to give them a little extra padding before he got out a second baby sling and pulled it on. "Wow, this brings back memories." He smirked. "Right, c'mon you choose. Who do you want to have in your sling? Ellie?"
"No, I've held her more than the others today. She can go in my trolley, and I'll have Bella in the sling." Sam stated.
"Right, you can sit there. Good girl, you stay there for me." Fletch said as he placed Ellie in the left side of one trolley's seat, and then helped Sam to bury Bella in her sling. "Who do you want me to put in my sling?"
"Um... Leah. And then I'll have Summer and Megan in my trolley, and you can have the three boys in your trolley." Sam concluded.
"There, was that so hard?" Fletch said sarcastically as they began to organise the babies, and soon enough, they headed over to the store hand Fletch followed Sam as she began to fill up the trollies. He felt awkward as he knew that they were heading to the toiletries aisle but nevertheless he pushed the trolley whilst entertaining the children with a mirror that wouldn't break as they looked fascinated by their own reflections. However, Leah was fast asleep in the sling as she buried her face in Fletch's chest. "Sam, Charlie just gave Jonny a big slobbery kiss." Fletch laughed and Sam smirked before she stopped down the aisle.
"If you ever mention this again." Sam threatened as she picked up some incontinence pads and put them in the trolley under the bulk packets of nappies.
"I won't." Fletch stated. "As long as Tom knows you've got those sorts of problems. Right?" He queried which received a glare.
"Yes he knows now shut it." Sam ordered sternly. "And keep the trolley away from the shelves because these lot keep on trying to grab things." Sam stated as she took a small box of tampons off of Summer.
"Pft, maybe she's just an early developer." Fletch joked.
"Um, well he's certainly an early developer." Sam remarked as she pointed to Charlie who had picked a small box of condoms off of the shelves.
"Ooh, tropical flavoured ones. Good choice mate." Fletch joked as he took the box off of him and then put it on the shelf again.
"Shall we get out of this aisle before they pick anything else up?" Sam suggested.
"Good idea." Fletch nodded before he followed Sam towards the fruit and veg. "Here, do you want to know my top secret to getting my kids to sleep through at four months?" Fletch queried.
"Well these are five months old, but go ahead." Sam raised her eyebrows as she was sure he was going to come out with an old wives tale.
"Purée about half of a small banana with a couple of teaspoons of breast milk per baby, and feed it to them just before you put them to bed. It'll keep them full for longer than milk will, so they won't wake up hungry in the night, and banana is a great way to start them on solids." Fletch explained. "And if they've got teething pain, make the mixture and put it in the fridge for a few hours before hand, then when they eat it cold, it'll help to soothe their gums."
"What would I do without you?" Sam smiled as she picked up two ripe bunches of yellow bananas and put them in her trolley.
"Right, I think it's time for me to go." Fletch announced. After going shopping, Fletch had helped Sam to set up the living room with their double mattress and a single mattress on the floor, covered in blankets, duvets and pillows and everything was ready for Tom to get back from work. He had also helped her to get then children to decorate a card for Tom to celebrate their anniversary and that had tired the babies out so they had gone upstairs in their cots to have a late afternoon nap.
"Yep. Thanks for everything Fletch. I really appreciate it." Sam said gratefully.
"No problem. It was my pleasure to look after the octuplets whilst their terrible mother went shopping." Fletch mocked the press and Sam smiled to herself. "Right, I hope all goes well, and don't forget, keep it PG for the little ones." Fletch winked before he left the house and closed the door behind him.
"Right, let's start with making dessert." Sam said to herself as she carried the baby monitor with her and headed to the kitchen.
5:30pm
Tom entered his house after a long day at work, and immediately smelt the enticing aromas of dinner. He followed his nose to the kitchen, but it was empty, so he then followed his ear as he heard various beeps and babbles, and he found in the adjoined dining room with an table for ten, all eight of his is children were on play gym mats on the floor. And because there was eight different ones, they never got bored of them. Some were themed of jungles, others were musical themed - and Ellie was giggling away as she kicked her feet against the toy piano at the bottom of her play gym.
Sam was lying on the floor on her stomach watching them all amuse themselves when she looked up to see Tom standing with a big bunch of red roses and a bottle of champagne.
"Happy anniversary." He smiled.
"Happy anniversary indeed." Sam smiled as she quickly got up, hopped over her children and then gave her husband a hug. "I don't mean to ruin the moment but you do realise the last time that I had champagne was at our engagement party and I hated it." Sam stated. "Not to mention I'm breastfeeding." She added as she nodded to the bottle of champagne.
"I know. That's why it's nonalcoholic, and it's apple flavoured." Tom said smugly before he kissed Sam on the lips.
"So posh fizzy apple juice." Sam concluded and Tom nodded happily. "Thank you, they're lovely." She said as she took the bunch of roses and took a smell of the deep red petals.
"What's for dinner?" Tom asked curiously.
"Your favourite." Sam stated.
"What? Heart attack on a plate?" He queried and Sam nodded. "And that's why I married you." Tom sung before he kissed her again.
"And we've got peanut butter and chocolate cheesecake that actually went as planned." Sam stated.
"What? With Reese's peanut butter cups?"
"Of course." Sam nodded. "Right, you take a seat, keep an eye on the kids and I'll just go and finish off dinner." Sam ordered before she spun on her heel and took the tall step up to the open plan kitchen.
"Y'know, I sometimes think that those play gyms entertain you more than them." Sam stated as she laid the two large plates on the dinner table on two settings opposite each other. Tom jumped up and sat opposite his wife before he eyed up the plate containing a succulent gammon steak, a perfectly seasoned, well done steak, thick cut homemade chips and two fried eggs.
"Thank you, this is brilliant." Tom smiled.
"You're welcome. Although I still think you're the only person on the planet that likes their fried eggs with a hard yolk." Sam stated as she began digging in to her well earned meal.
"Runny yolks just mess up the plate." Tom protested and Sam chuckled to herself.
"Now, before I serve pudding, I've got a surprise." Sam stated.
"That sounds ominous." Tom smirked as Sam disappeared into the living room and then returned with a large A3 card. "Why are you keeping the living room door closed?" Tom queried.
"You'll see soon." Sam smiled as she handed Tom the card. He read the front, before he opened it to find 16 handprints dotted around in different colours of paint, and then various squiggles of thick markers and crayons in different colours.
"Aw, I bet this made a lot of mess." Tom smiled as he placed his hand on of top of one of the handprints, and his was humongous compared to his children's ones.
"Just a bit." Sam admitted sheepishly as she looked at the card over his shoulder. "I did it in age and rainbow order so everything is red was Aaron, orange was Jonny, yellow was Charlie, green was Leah, blue was Megan, pink was summer, purple was Bella and gold was Ellie." Sam explained.
"Thank you, this is amazing." Tom said as he twisted his neck and pecked Sam on the cheek.
"I had nothing to do with it, Aaron was in charge." Sam joked innocently. "Now, we'd better have dessert because they're going to get tired of the play gyms soon." Sam stated before she skipped into the kitchen, but remained in Tom's view.
"Why? What are we doing after we've eaten?" He queried.
"You'll see." Sam replied. "But don't go getting your hopes up of anything dirty, because it involves the kids." She said sternly before she went and sat opposite Tom, and place a plate with a slice of his dream dessert on. "Oreo and cream biscuit bottom, then peanut butter cheesecake, then a thin layer of chocolate fudge buttercream on top, drizzled with peanut butter icing and topped off with Reese's peanut butter cups." Sam explained and Tom's jaw hit the floor.
"I'm in heaven." He whispered.
"Heaven doesn't exist." Sam squinted her eyes at him.
"No but as an atheist myself, there are somethings that make me question my beliefs."
"What? Like a peanut butter cheesecake?" Sam smirked.
"Exactly like a peanut butter cheesecake." Tom repeated before he shovelled a full spoonful into his mouth causing Sam to laugh at her husband.
Tom had just finished helping Sam to clean up the kitchen so he waited for further instruction as she appeared to have the evening planned out.
"Right, go upstairs and get changed into your pyjamas." Sam ordered.
"You mean my boxers?" He smirked.
"No, just go and put a pair of tracksuits and a shirt or something. Go on." Sam ordered and Tom gave her a questioning look before he headed upstairs.
Tom found that the dining room and kitchen was in pitch darkness, so he opened the door to the living room to find it all set up for a cosy night. There were the mattresses on the floor with blankets and cushions, there was a DVD set up on the TV, and his babies were scattered about, and most were propped up on the cushions. Sam was lying down and leaning against the sofa with Ellie between her legs climbing about, and she was wearing her thick winter pyjamas with Tom's grey hoodie on top.
"I do believe that that's my hoodie." Tom stated as he closed the door behind him, then went and sat next to his wife, though he had to be careful not to tread on any of his kids.
"Mm, but I washed and ironed it. So I'm wearing it." Sam stated.
"So I take it we're sleeping down here tonight?"
"Yep, and these lot are sleeping with us." Sam stated. "And to settle them down, we're going to try and feed them mashed up banana mixed with a little bit of milk, so hopefully they won't wake up in the night."
"Their first solid food." Tom smiled as he noticed the eight small pots on the table with eight coloured plastic spoons.
"And before you argue, you're feeding the boys." Sam stated sternly.
"That's not fair, you know they're going to be fussy." Tom argued.
"Not necessarily." Sam smirked. "And it's perfectly fair because I'm feeding five and you're feeding three. C'mon, let's just start the movie, see how it goes, and keep things quiet, otherwise this lot will be too stimulated to sleep." Sam stated as she pressed play on the remote.
The credits began rolling so Sam slowly reached across and switched the TV off. She had her head resting on Tom's chest, Ellie sleeping between her legs wrapped in a blanket, Megan and Summer were on her chest fast asleep and Leah was tucked under Sam's arm. Whilst Tom had Charlie between his legs, resting his head on Tom's crotch, Jonny and Aaron on his chest, and Bella besides his head on his pillow, all of whom were fast asleep with a tummy filled with milk and banana.
"Have you seen Charlie?" Tom whispered. Sam adjusted her head slightly and saw the little boy as his chest slowly rose and fell, but they were both amused at the positioning of his head on Tom's lap. "Y'know, I remember you've been in a similar position before, only you were facing downwards and your mouth was opened with my-"
"Stop right there." Sam ordered but she couldn't help but laugh softly.
"Happy anniversary sweetheart." Tom whispered as he kissed Sam on the top of her head.
"Happy anniversary daddy." Sam whispered in reply as she let her eyelids close, and she and her husband fell into a slumber just like their babies.
6am
Sam awoke to heard soft, gentle cries, and it appeared to be coming from Bella who had some how crawled across in the night and ended up sleeping partially on Tom's face, with her head leaning against Sam's head.
"Hey, sshh." Sam whispered as she turned her head so she made eye contact. "Did you sleep all night long? Good girl." Sam cooed quietly. "I think we ought to give you banana every night eh?" Sam smiled and Bella mimicked her mother as she smiled back showing off her gums with the smallest tip of a tooth beginning to show. "Right, first come first served so I'd better feed you before the others wake up." Sam whispered as she gently picked up Bella and held her against her chest - Megan and Summer had spent the night besides their mum after Sam had gotten a little uncomfortable and had to move them. She slipped her top down, and Bella quickly began suckling for her breakfast and Sam relaxed, until she heard the stirrings of another baby that she recognised to be Ellie's noises. So she reached down, and pulled Ellie up onto her chest so that she could receive her morning milk too.
Tom groaned as he stretched slightly - having babies on him all night had made him a little achy, but the thought of having contact with them all that time was worth it.
"What's the time?" He whispered. Sam peered across the fairly dark room to look at the digital clock on the table.
"Just gone past six." Sam replied.
"I didn't hear anyone wake in the night." Tom admitted.
"No, neither did I. I mean, they went to bed about 11pm, and they've woken up early, but seven hours of solid sleep is really good." Sam said proudly.
"Good idea about the bananas." Tom said as he stretched his arm and wrapped it around Sam's shoulders whilst they both watched two of their children feed.
"It was Fletch's idea actually. He helped me do the shopping yesterday." Sam admitted quietly.
"Oh right. Well I suppose I can thank him when I go to work today." Tom huffed. "Oh wait no, sorry. I forgot, I'm on a three week long extended christmas holiday!" Tom announced happily and Sam just smirked.
"You sound like a child that's just broken up for the summer holidays." Sam stated.
"Well, since the birth, I've only seen my children in the mornings and the evenings. Now, I've got three weeks to learn how to name these lot without any hints by what they're wearing, and I've got three weeks to get to know my beautiful children." Tom smiled as he picked up Charlie from between his legs and held him above his face.
However, Tom just received a grumpy face.
"I do believe you've just woken the little man who isn't a morning person." Sam smirked.
"Right, lesson number one: Charlie isn't a morning person." Tom stated as he put the poor boy back down to rest.
Thanks for reading this extremely long chapter! Please review, the next chapter will be the octuplets' first christmas :)