1 year later. Ages
Robin: 26
Pops:27
Sarah:26Kyle: 28
David: 30
Emma:29
Prue: 6
Josh: 7
Henry: 1
O'Brien : 56...
Robin sat crossed leg on the floor with her 1-year old son, Henry. A smile is brought to her face as Henry start to rearrange the brightly colored toys in his own fascination. His cubby little fingers gripped tightly onto a ball and banging it onto the floor the best he could.
He started to fuss and kicked his leg in frustration. His green eyes turned to Robin holding up the ball to her, tears started to form in his bright eyes. It was a gift Robin's parents had given Henry, and it took almost a year for Robin to get used to them.
"Daww, my baby boy. Do you want me to turn it on for you?" Robin gently grabbed the ball from her son's hand, banging it against her other palm.
The ball immediately illuminated in bright colors changing from green to red to blue rapidly. A big shriek of laughter was heard; her green eyes went back to her son.
As she gave the ball back, her smile grew bigger. She loved seeing her son happy. That bright smile he gives off is the exact duplicate of his father.
Her son was almost an exact little replica of Killian, but he had her nose and her bright green eyes. Blond curls started to sprout on his head. Robins mother clamed that came from their side of the family;.
Robin placed her arms on her jean-clad legs as leverage, hoisting herself up to stand. She decided to grab her camera; she wanted to capture this joyful expression of her son playing with his toys.
Moving to the side table near the couch, she reached down to the dark knob, pulling it with a gentle tug; once the drawer was open, she reached in grabbing her small camera. She turned the small knob to the video option. She pointed the camera directly at Henry who was still fascinated with his own toys, to notice his mother filming him.
"Henry," Robin called her son to get his attention. Henry's green eyes turn to look at his mother.
"Are you having fun with your toys?" Henry smiled again at his mother's words acknowledging him. He was mimicking her smile that was plastered on her face.
Hearing footsteps climb up the stairs to the house , the blonde turned her head slightly to the door. She knew it would be Pops coming home from the docks. Her eyes light up, and she turned her back to her son.
"Henry. Do you know whose coming home? Its daddy! and Prue " She placed excitement in her voice wanting to rile up her child.
Henry 's chubby little smile grew bigger than heard the doorknob started to turn as he looked back at his mother, squealing.
His chubby little hand pointed to the door. Robin smiled and capturing every moment on her camera as Pops and Prue came through the door. "That's right baby; it is daddy!and Prue "
Henry dropped his toys and slowly pulled himself onto his hands. His smile securely on his face seeing his father and sister opening the door; his waddled little crawl made its way to Pops and Prue . Pops smiled bending down on one knee holding, arms open to his son.
"Hello, little one !" Pops expressed with joy in his brown eyes every time his son greets him at the door.
Placing his arms underneath Henry's, he hoisted his son up into a cradle, hugging him close to his chest. Pops eyes noticed Robin holding something in her hands. She was holding what she calls a "cam-er-ah". Small tears appeared, which didn't go unnoticed by Pops in her eyes seeing her love and her son and Daughter.
"Robin? What's the matter?" Pops spoke softly, concern peaking through.
She shakes her head as her blonde hair swayed back and forth in the movement. A smile grazed her month as a single tear fell down. "Just capturing a moment."