Naughty and Nice

“He’s making a list.” Elain sang and pressed her tree-shaped cookie cutter into the dough.“And checking it twice.” Azriel continued, frosting the cooled cookies, the sunlight streaming through their kitchen gleamed off of the golden ring Elain had placed on his finger.“Gon fine out who naughty and nice!” Their daughter finished, clapping her pudgy hands to a rhythm that was all her own.At five years old Lily was the light of her parents life; She was shy when meeting new people, but incredibly loud and giggly around her parents. Lily had inherited her fathers darker skin tone and hazel eyes, but her mother’s hair fell from her head in spools of gold.