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[ooh_lily]

She was getting used to having a baby to hold in her arms again. Emmy was growing up to be fiercely independent and didn't crawl into Lily's arms nearly so much as she used to. Baby Scarangelo was small and so very new, quiet and solemn. The blue onesie that they'd found for him was a little too big, and Lily found herself straightening it over

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[single_digit]

"She wanted to see the baby again," said Eddie softly as he returned to Lily's side, resting a hand on her shoulder. "I wouldn't be surprised if it took us a couple of tries tonight to get her to stay down."

[ooh_lily]

"I think I've gotten him to eat everything that's he's going to for now," said Lily, looking down at the little face with a wistful smile. "She could see him for a bit before bed if we get her to promise to be quiet."

She got up out of the rocker.

"Do you want a cuddle, honey?"

[single_digit]

"No, let's see if she can stay in bed for us," said Eddie, looking towards the other room. "She's got to learn sooner or later. Is the baby eating enough?"

[ooh_lily]

"He's slow but he's steady," said Lily, turning so that Eddie could see the little, tiny boy's face. "If I don't try and rush him, I can just about get him to take enough. He's small, though."

She bent her head, ghosting her cheek against soft hair.

"If he's anything like his mum though, he'll be a fighter, eh?"