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Flannel PJs had been Erica’s idea, allowing Ava to hide her old scars but also allowing them all to match. Now Erica was sat with Ava cuddled into her lap even as Addison plaited the girl’s hair, her smile soft when Ava sighs contentedly, nestling into her neck, her touch soft at Ava’s hip.
“Such a good little babygirl for Mommy….”
Addison murmurs and Erica smiles.
“Yes she is, Daddy is very proud.”
Ava blushes again and giggles, Addison smiling as she finally adds a hairband to keep the plait in place, moving to sit behind Ava, tucked into Erica’s side. Ava is held now by them both, the three comfy in their flannel PJs even as Ava finally rests.