"Alright, you two, I'm going to head to bed now," Martha said before getting up from the couch where he was sitting together with Dave and Emma.
"Alright, then, goodnight," Dave said.
"Good night, mum," Emma said before resting her head on Dave's thighs.
"You know you have to go to work tomorrow so don't stay up late, Emma."
"Come on, mum, I'm not a little girl anymore." She said before turning her gaze to her mother.
"Yeah, to others you're not a little girl anymore but you'll always be my little girl," Martha said as she made her way toward the staircase. "So, don't stay up too late."
Dave waited until she was off the staircase before he turned his gaze to his wife.
"My little girl." He said with a little chuckle.
"Just, don't." She said with a grumpy voice.
She ended up falling asleep on his thighs twenty minutes later so he had to carry her upstairs.
