waking up with papa. cooking our breakfast to sharon jones & the dap-kings’ it’s a holiday soul party. wearing longs socks and big, fuzzy slippers. lighting the pumpkin cheese cake candle. talking doctor who, specifically heaven sent, over a cup of coffee. busting out the new pyjamas. making home videos and speeding them up so we sound like little chipmunks. pretending to be pirates. singing “you are my sunshine” to liam as i ran my fingers through his golden hair. snacking on almonds and cheese crackers by the playroom window, watching the wispy clouds pass overhead.