"Merry Christmas," Sly kissed me awake.
"Let me go! I have morning breath!" I tried to push him off me, but he didn't budge.
He chuckled as he wrapped his hand around me.
"No, you don't. Even if you do, I'm not complaining. I will never complain, so far, it's you, baby boy."
"Let me go, then. You don't have to hug me so tightly!" I finally got him to release me.
"I'm going to have my bath." I yawn as I stretched, "it will be a long day."
I asked Sly to get the Christmas tree from the store, but he refused. He said he will cut some trees for us to decorate.
And here we are, on a bright Christmas morning, without a Christmas tree.
"Let's bath together," Sly rushed into the bathroom before I can bang the door.
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I got dressed in my winter clothes, although it wasn't so cold.
