Star Wars - deviantparker

Luke is eager to make Rey's first Christmas with Han and him perfect.

**Author's Note:**

* For [CorellianSea](https://archiveofourown.org/users/CorellianSea/gifts).

> Prompt : "hanluke sitting together in front of the fireplace, perhaps talking about kids one day? Or they already have kids and uncle chewie comes for a visit and they freak out at big ole uncle chewie?? > > Happy Holidays! > > I had the Skywalker-Solo celebrate both Hanukkah and Christmas because I wanted to be inclusive plus Natalie Portman is Jewish. It's not that prevalent so I hope it's not a problem. > > I was really excited/nervous about filling this prompt because I really look up to you as a person and a writer and I think you're amazing and anyways.

Luke was astonished with his own tenacity. He had managed to juggle both a six month old and planning a small holiday party and have the house somewhat in order by the time Christmas Eve and the first day of Hanukkah rolled around (he was honestly blessed they were on the same day this year). Rey was a recent, crazy addition to Han and Luke’s life, but a sobering and amazing one too. Luke and Han had had to fight tooth and nail with the adoption agency in order to bring her home, and now he was relishing every moment she lived with them.

Luke discovered new things about Rey every day. She was a very excitable and happy baby, and she constantly was either laughing or smiling, even if it was at nothing in particular. It made it simpler to amuse her, and made playing with her that much more fun. Luke knew Han particularly liked to toss Rey in the air, which sent their daughter into a giggling fit that lifted everyone’s spirits.

She was also fussy, and not good about sleeping through the night. Han and Luke had gotten little to no sleep in the few months that had had her, as she would often seek her parents company at three in the morning for no particular reason at all.

Despite the little sleep, Luke wouldn't trade it for the world. He smiled as he watched Rey in her high chair, trying her best to grab the cereal that was dashed across the table of it. Luke pulled cookies out of the oven, letting them cool and a rack, when Han finally managed to wander into the kitchen.

“Smells good.” He said, wrapping his arms around Luke’s waist.

“It's almost noon.” Luke said, raising an eyebrow. “You still need to hang lights.”

“C’mon,” Han smirked, kissing Luke’s cheek, “It's Christmas.”

“Eve.” Luke said, turning around in Han’s arms to face him. “This is the first time Rey’s gonna meet the family. I want it to be nice.”

“And, it will be.” Han said, “Don't worry. Everyone will be too excited to notice how the decorations look.”