But she said they're making Christmas cards tomorrow! (I'm not bitter. In the slightest.)

@JuliaMHarper -she won't bloody listen. Tell her.

@JuliaMHarper What the... *Edward swallows an inevitable, over-volume curse word, lowering his tone to a whisper.* Why did you...?

@JuliaMHarper You know what! Christ... *He lowers his voice a little further.* Get rid of her, Julia!

@JuliaMHarper ...Talk some sense into her, when she's gone. *He nods to George, before moving to the stairs.*

@JuliaMHarper -me. I understand that now. You don't have to back out.

@JuliaMHarper Oh, for Christ's... Just go to your mother. *He shakes his head, nodding him away to the living room as he resumes climbing the stairs.*

@JuliaMHarper -for him. He strokes a little tuft of hair back from her face; the girl stirs slightly at the touch of both parties.* Lovely, isn't she?

@JuliaMHarper -what people have said. I'd rather just leave it now.

@JuliaMHarper -very obviously in jest. His smirk presses into his wife's cheek for a gentle kiss before he moves to soothe the little girl.* Come on...

@JuliaMHarper -as keen.* I'm suprised she's not used to this to be honest, with her parents.

I'm always chipper. x.com/juliamharper/s…

Dead. Definitely dead. x.com/JuliaMHarper/s…

Can't let her be closer to mother than she is to me. Not that it's a competition. x.com/JuliaMHarper/s…