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Gorgeous day, Quidditch, and creatures. Ella couldn't think of a better place to spend her time and Cecelia seemed to agree, evident by her constant clapping and smiling. "The match hasn't even started, C. Save some of that enthusiasm." The blonde nuzzled her daughter's cheek earning a gleeful giggle and then inched closer to the concession stands, lured by the delicious smells. "What do you think we should get, hm?"
Food was the cherry on top of this lovely summer day cake, y'see. The Summers girls were hungry. One
Elise Fairfield was especially glad to be here, out of the flat, in the fresh air, at her baby boys'
first ever Quidditch match. What did it matter that they were only months out of the womb? They were marvelously healthy specimens of wizardkind and the happiest gurgling-est babies around, they hardly even cried as much as they used to now that they'd figured their food schedules out. Her only problem here was the fact that they were just learning how to grip and would you just guess who had her ponytail in a vice grip?
Ouch.
Pained grin on her face as she bounced Benji in an attempt to get him to relinquish his grip on her hair as she stood in line for food.
"Benji- please, love, mummy's head hurts. Let goooooo, baby," she crooned, trying in vain to unfurl his grip with her fingers. Oh, the joys of motherhood.