*Dahlia*
"Admit it… it's going to be the most adorable puppies ever". I say looking at Molly and Bobby as they jump around playing happily in the grass.
We are spending the afternoon in Hampstead heath. Stella is sleeping in her stroller, the dogs are playing and I am sitting in the grass, Bren's head in my lap. This is utter perfection.
He sighs contently. "I guess you are right… but I still don't think he is good enough for my little girl. I am not really sure about his pedigree".
"You are utterly crazy... and to be honest I actually believe that Bobby has a far more fancy pedigree than Molly". I try not to laugh.
He sits up so fast I am left with a tuft of his hair in my hand. "Oh no you didn't... Did you just offend my precious little girl ? And you call yourself her mother"
