Sun Mote Copse Basket

Hell yes he was going to cry.  Having her here, seeing their gorgeous kids for the first time, then that fucking name. He was definitely not dry eyed as he embraced her, and his voice was hoarse as he responded with It's perfect.

Thankfully Niamh was also perfect, because as soon as shit got heavy, she was at it with the jokes.  He laughed, settling back into middle emotional ground as he looked at them both again.  Nellie and Bronco.  Something tells me you'll get the chance to exercise that particular phrase a bit.  He hoped so.  He hoped they were wild and messy and full of fun, just like he and Frog had been.  Well, maybe not exactly.  He didn't want to go silver quite yet.