km just doing christmas ok im out of ideas

3rd Person POV

"Dad!" One of my sons yelled, running downstairs.

"Da-daddy!" The second, older one yelled, following the oldest.

"Daddy?" The second youngest says.

"Da!" My youngest daughter yelled, slowly making her way down the stairs.

"W-where's papa?" Oliver, my second youngest child asked. "Asleep, like always." I say. "I'll get em!" James, our oldest yells with his thick, british accent, 

since we adopted them all, we got them in different countrys.

Chloe, our youngest and only daughter is from America.

Oliver, our second youngest is from Africa.

Kohl, our second oldest is from China,

And James, our oldest is from England.

"Come on' we've got no time to loose!" Jame says, dragging my husband, Nick, down the stairs. 

"Chloe, what did ya wish for this Christmas?" James Sits by her. He's always been closest to her. We've had each of them since they were under a year old.

He and her have never really fought, to think about it.

"A-a sithsther." She tries to say.

"Why a sister?" He asked.

"Boys a-awe bad." She exclaimed. Nick rubbed his eye and sat next to me, i kissed his cheek.

"Who's Ready for presents?" He asked, kiss my lips quickly. "Me!" They all yell.

"Get opening, Papa and I need to get our cameras." I say, dragging Nick in the other room, then kissing his lips roughly. He smiled in the kiss and kissed back,

it lasted about 10 seconds and we pulled away.

"Merry Christmas, baby." I say.

"Merry Christmas, hottie." Nick jokes, kissing me once more, grabbing his phone, and walking back downstairs.

Merry Christmas indeed.

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