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Madison Kamilla Soltesz. 27. Hungarian. Pediatric Nurse. Married to my Italian Mother to Liliana Jazmin♥ Cause I'd rather stay here with all the madmen, than perish with the sadmen roaming free and I'd rather play here with all the madmen, for I'm quite content they're all as sane as me. -David Bowie

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A smile curling his lips, Marco put the cookie to his mouth and bit into it, chewing for a moment to gather his thoughts on the taste. “It tastes….absolutely horrendous,” the man laughed, teasing his wife even though he knew it would irritate her. “No, they’re perfectly fine. If I were a child I would eat it. I think you did well.” He took another bite, getting it stuffed into his mouth before he puckered his lips and kissed Madison’s forehead. “You’ll enjoy it. Brother can get a piece too.” He kissed Lily’s head and grabbed a smaller cookie, taking it over to Matteo who was still busy with his coloring. “That’s a great picture you have there. Has Mama looked at it?”

Rolling her eyes at him as he spoke, she gently shoved him, Lily watching intently. “Shut up. You know I’m not the baker out of the two of us,” she sighed as she looked at him. Grabbing a small cookie to give to Lily, the child’s smile grew as she started to nibble, resting her head on Madison’s shoulder. “Let mama see what you drew,” she knelt down as looked at the boy who smiled proudly at her. “You’re so talented just like daddy. We need to put it on the fridge for everyone to see.” Madison smiled as she pressed her lips against his cheek. “We got such a talented boy.”

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The smell of warm sugar cookies filled the Cavaliere apartment, the feeling of Christmas in the air while the little family got ready for their holiday celebrations. Family was coming in from both Hungary and Italy to experience the holidays with the newly married couples and the children, keeping both Marco and Madison busy. Humoring her, Marco took a cookie and held it to his nose, smelling it before barely tasting it with his tongue. “Should I trust this? I won’t fall over ill, will I?”

A smirk formed on her face as he spoke, shaking her head. “Why would I do that to you? I want more kids and I need you to be around to give them to me,” she winked as she handed it to him. “Try it. Does it taste right? This recipe was really confusing to me. Lily was going to town earlier on a sugar cookie I gave her. I don’t know how that child eats so much. She could eat all day if we let her,” Madison looked over at Lily, who smiled right back at her. “Silly girl. Come to mama.” Madison lowered herself and let Lily crawl to her, picking her up and kissing her cheek. “If daddy says the cookies are good, I’ll give you a tiny piece, deal?”

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Madison was excited, to say the least. After wrapping all the presents for the kids and decorating, the brunette couldn’t wait to watch her kids experience the holiday as a family. As she was in the kitchen baking more cookies, Lily was crawling around in the kitchen trying to follow her mother. Matteo was peaceful, watching his sister and coloring. “Babe. Try these. I don’t know if I made them correctly,” she held up a plate of cookies, giving a small smile. “I don’t want to try them so I’m making you do it for me.”

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“We’ll see. Maybe we can let him do what he wants? I think it would be good to let him have some say in how his hair looks. I know we’ve all had a bad haircut once in our lives as a kid that we wish we could have said something against.” He felt both his mother’s and his brother’s eyes looking in his direction, knowing both of them gave him haircuts at some point in his life. Marco simply gave a sheepish smile, hoping he could get away with the remark. “Good. I don’t need any more teasing than what I already get. Luca does them too, anyway.”

“That’s what I’m doing, love.” Marco grabbed another baby fork for Matteo and pulled the cake piece closer to both of them, Matteo taking the initiative to take the first stab into the slice and putting the bite in his mouth. “Do you like the cake as much as Daddy does?” Marco laughed and followed Matteo’s lead, taking his own bite. While he chewed he watched as Lily put her hands into the cake pieces and began to put them in her mouth, making pleased sounds as she tasted the sweet treats. “Her first birthday is only in a few months. We need to think about her party and her cake. Maybe we can see which cake she likes the best here to get for her little cake.”

“He’s almost 2. He won’t know what he wants yet. Yeah we have had a bad haircut in our lives,” her eyes shot over to her older sister, Anne laughing. “Sorry, Mads.” Madison rolled her eyes at her sister as she looked over at Luca, seeing Audrey agree with Marco. “What’s with you two using them? You two are weird. You’re lucky I love you, babe,” she moved to kiss him, her hands resting on his face for a moment. “I love you so much.”

“I don’t want to think about the fact that Lily is gonna be a year old soon. It makes me cry. She’s growing up way too fast and I still think of the day she was born,” Madison pouted as she looked over at her daughter, smashing her hand in the cake and laughing. “I kind of have an idea for her first birthday, but I don’t know yet. We will need to talk about it. After I cry for a little. I know she can’t be little forever, but it just feels like yesterday when we found out we were having her.” Sighing, Madison grabbed her plate of cakes, sitting beside Lily to make sure she was eating well. “Luca, your cake is good like always,” she smiled as she looked up at him.

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“I don’t want them to be too wild,” Marco insisted, cocking his head off to the side while he looked at his son’s curls. “I think he should look like a well put together little man. You want to look like daddy, right?” Matteo nodded again enthusiastically, giving a toothy smile. “That’s what I thought, buddy.” Marco smirked at Madison, getting his way. “Let’s not talk about the hair masks now, darling,” Marco said through his teeth, knowing that everyone at the table would ridicule him if they got on the topic. 

A tinge of guilt hit Marco when he turned back to look at his son, realizing that he robbed his little boy of having the first piece. “Thanks. Now I don’t think I can eat it.” He set the cake back down and looked at it, pouting his lips out. “Matteo, do you want a bite of Daddy’s piece? We can share it.” Marco held his arms out for Matteo to come back to him, lifting the little boy into his lap at his place at the head of the table.

“They won’t be too wild. Just enough to let the curls fall a little. You don’t want them to go away completely. I love his curls too much to do that,” she smiled as she kissed his cheek. “You’re killing me. Both of you,” she pouted as she looked at the two boys. A smile formed as he spoke, tilting her head as she stayed in the kitchen to get more wine for the dessert. She popped open the dessert wine, pouring it for herself and taking a long drink. “I’ll try not to,” she smirked.

“Well, I was getting it for your son. I don’t need the cake. I’ll gain 500 pounds if I eat all the cakes we have. At least share it with him. I’ll get a plate of small pieces of cake for Lily, as well. My little chubby girl will love the cake.” She went to each piece and took a thin slice, cutting it in little pieces and walked to set it down on her high chair. “Have fun, Lily. You’re going to be so messy. Let me see if I can find a big dirty dress I can put on top of her outfit.” She went into the child’s bedroom, finding a nightgown that would be easier to clean than her dress, walking out and covering her dress with it. “Now you can eat.”

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“The curls are good, but we need to control them before they get out of hand. Maybe we can just trim a little on the sides for now. I think that would look good. Don’t you?” Marco looked at Matteo, the little boy looking back at his father while wheels turned in his little head. “Yeah!” He finally responded enthusiastically, making the rest of the family around the table laugh. “Then that’s what we can do. You can get a haircut like daddy. Then we can really look alike.” Matteo’s smile widened, the little boy excited about the thought of being a little more like his father. 

Marco almost jumped out of his chair when Madison mentioned looking for the cake, the Italian still wanting to be the first one to claim a piece of his favorite dessert. He watched Luca almost spit out his food at Marco’s reaction, then roll his eyes at his younger brother. “We didn’t eat it, it’s over here.” Quickly, Marco got up and went to a covered cake, taking the lid off to show Madison’s seven layer cake. “See?” His eyes averted to Luca’s mousse cake, the man grabbing a dessert plate and a knife. “I’m sorry, but I want the first cut of it. You know that I have to have it.” A little selfishly, Marco cut himself a piece of the chocolate cake and took it back to the table, stashing it for later. “You want some too, Matteo?”

“We don’t want them to get too crazy. We have to make sure those beautiful eyes are showing to break the hearts of girls everywhere,” she smiled as she looked over at him, his arms out for her to pick him up. “Not too much like his daddy. Let them be wild till he gets a little older then we can refine them and you can teach him how to use the gel and hair masks,” a smirk formed as she heard a small laugh from his mother. Looking at Matteo who rested his head on her shoulder, a smile grew, feeling the love that he had for her.  It was the mother-son bond that she wanted and she felt special because he gave that bond to her.

Madison rolled her eyes as he ran to the cake, shaking her head as Matteo shook his head just like she did, not knowing what he was shaking his head about. “I was going to get your son cake, but apparently you need it before him,” she raised her eyebrows at him as she sighed, watching him cut the piece of cake. “You’re like a child when his cake is nearby. Wish you were like that with my desserts,” Madison pouted at him, letting her lip stick out more than usual. “I’ll give him tiny pieces of all the cakes. Same with Lily. Then they can have each type without stuffing themselves.”

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“We don’t have anything against you. She is just a daddy’s girl.” Marco pinched at her little cheek, the little girl leaning her head against his hand. “You’re a silly girl. But you like your silly hair, don’t you? Don’t let mommy know anything different.” Marco messed with her little pigtails, feeling Lily’s soft hair between his fingers. “The clips look good, and she can pull off anything. Matteo’s hair is easier to manage. He might need a cut before long, but I can’t go and take him without discussing it with his mother first.” He rolled his eyes, trying to not let Matteo see his distaste for his mother. After all, his opinion shouldn’t influence Matteo’s of the woman. 

“Yes, we have plenty of dessert, including cannoli and Luca’s chocolate cake. Madison got a red velvet as well, since she can’t go without it.” Marco gave her a look, grabbing his own plate to put a few more of the dinner items on it now that his food had settled. “I may have to get it much later. I don’t want to stop eating the real food. I think we will have leftovers for days.” He looked at all of the food they still had left. “At least we won’t have to cook again for a while.”

Madison rolled her eyes at him, biting her lip as she looked over at Matteo, who was looking right back at her. He was more of Madi’s boy. She always felt that Matteo and her had a special bond. It was like a mother-son bond, but there was no way she could say it. He wasn’t her real child, but they had a bond as if she gave birth to him. “At least Matteo is on my side. My little mini Marco. He does need a haircut, but the curls are way too cute. It hurts a little when we have to get a haircut for him,” she let out a small laugh as she looked at Lily’s hair sticking straight up. “At least the cute clips are in. That’s really all I asked for. I can’t wait to see your talent when her hair gets longer. You will slowly get talented with a girl’s hair.” 

“Luca’s chocolate cake? I didn’t see that. I need some of that cake. Like, right now,” Madison stood up as she looked around the kitchen, finding the cake in plain sight. “It’s so beautiful. I should have known his cake was here. I think my seven layer cake is here too, unless we ate it by accident.” Hearing Matteo say “out,” Madison walked over and took him out of his seat, setting him on the floor where he followed her back into the kitchen. “You looking at the cake, too, Matteo? I know it looks really good. We will have to have some soon.”

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“No, I’m not saying she’s loud. I’m saying that Matteo is quiet.” Marco gave Madison a look, then gave Lily a thumbs up when she shouted behind Madison. “She agrees with Daddy. Don’t you, darling?” Marco moved to reach Lily’s seat and kissed her cheek, hearing her giggle when his lips pressed to her soft skin. “Those pigtails are amazing. They are the piggiest pigtails that have ever been, and she loves them. She likes when Daddy does her hair. Your outfit makes up for any discretion you have against it though. Besides, I used the clips that you wanted me to use.”

Watching the exchange between the two sisters prompted Marco to look over at Luca. Deep down he hoped that all of the proddings between the girls wouldn’t stop some kind of feud, but the girls both knew that this dinner was important to Marco and wouldn’t do anything. “I know that you knew,” Marco replied, giving a pointed look to Madison, almost as if to ask for her to stop throwing the remarks at Anne for the night. 

Madison stared at her husband, turning to look at Lily as she giggled, her chubby cheeks becoming more noticeable. “You two have something against me. At least Matteo loves me,” she looked at her step-son, his dimples showing as he smiled. “Piggiest pigtails? They are straight up in the air like antennas. I can only imagine what her hair will be like when it gets longer. You did use the clips, I’ll give you that. At least she’s adorable and can pull of anything.” Madi took a drink of the wine, then broke up the turkey a little more for Lily to eat. “She’s eating so good. Thankfully I put on a looser dress. That belly is going to get big after this dinner.”

Looking over at his look, she gave an apologetic look, knowing that her and her sister jab at each other almost every time they are together. It never ended in a fight unless something serious happened, but she knew this meant a lot to him. Focusing on the kids for a moment, she took a deep breath as she rubbed Lily’s back, the child looking up at her with a smile. “You’re so cute, Liliana.” Slowly standing up, she grabbed her plate and the other empty ones to put them in the dishwasher. “Don’t forget we have dessert, also!”

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“More quiet?” Marco looked at Madison, then Matteo. “I wasn’t always as loud as I am now. Luca brought that out of me. Maybe Lily will bring it out of him. Isn’t that right, son?” Matteo looked and nodded his head with his little mouth still full, unknowing of what he agreed to. The toddler brought laughter to the entire table, Matteo himself beginning to laugh at himself as well. “You are a silly thing. Both of you.” Finishing his own plate, Marco stretched out in his chair and watched his family interacting, letting his food settle in his stomach and digest in hopes of getting another helping. 

Feeling his food settling down in his stomach slightly, Marco moved his chair to help Madison with the kids more before he got his second helping. He dabbed off Lily’s face with a damp cloth, getting some of the mess off before it dried up and became more difficult to get off. “You are a messy little princess. Was your mother this way when she was little too?” Marco looked over at Anne, wondering if she would respond. “I only thought she would be a boy because of Luca and I. As soon as I knew she was a girl I knew she would be a miniature you.”

“Right, right,” Madison rolled her eyes at him as she took a drink of the wine. “Are you trying to say our daughter is loud?” She looked over at him, hearing Lily behind her, realizing that the child weakened the only case she had going for her. “Girlfriend, you weren’t not supposed to speak when I said that. Whose side are you even on?” She looked down at the child who looked up at her, letting out a loud laugh in response. “You’re lucky I love you, princess. I should have fixed your hair though. Those pigtails are just outstanding. Daddy needs some practice.”

“You don’t even have to look to her to answer that. I was a very messy eater. Mariska had to basically wrap me up in bibs in order to eat without making a mess. Anne was messy, too. But not as bad as me. She liked to throw her food. At least I ate mine,” she looked over at Anne who gave her a look. “Yeah, Anne. You weren’t as prissy as you are now. You were a loud toddler who threw food everywhere.” Madison gave a smug look to her sister and looked back at Marco. “I told you the whole time that it was going to be a girl that looked exactly like me. I just knew.”

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Everything that Madison said about their daughter was so true. She had one of the biggest personalities that Marco had seen in a child, granted that he hadn’t been around many children before in the past. She was a little star, brightly shining already at such a young age. “No, don’t bring her up. At least not right now.” Marco shook his head, trying to push Lila to the back of his mind for the time being. “We can discuss things later and try to work anything out.” He noticed a look from both Luca and Anne, knowing they could both probably guess what was on Marco’s mind after the incident today. “He came from me, love. He’s a handsome little fellow because of that.”

“I try to dodge it as much as I can when she has the fork. She likes to use those little fingers though. We almost have to give her a bath each time she eats.” Marco watched Lily while she squealed over her food, smiling and laughing and showing out for everyone around the table that wasn’t usually there. Matteo turned and looked too, trying to figure out what his sister was doing .”I’m sure she loves the audience right now.” Nudging his foot over under the table, Marco brushed it against Madison’s ankle. “You had so much beauty that you had plenty to spare for your daughter. There was no doubt in my mind that she would be as beautiful as you.”

Madison nodded to what he said, taking a longer drink of wine than she did before. Knowing that Anne definitely knew what he was talking about, Madison met eyes with her as if they were able to talk to each other without saying a word. Lowering her eyes back down to her food, Madi started to eat again, giving a small laugh. “Yeah, he looks just like you, so there’s no mistaking he is a handsome little man. More quiet than you, but very much like you.” Crossing her legs as she started to eat her own cultural food, she smiled as the familiar taste entered her mouth after eating so much American themed food. “So good, Anne. You must make your husband proud. Sometimes, anyway.”

“Yeah, that’s why I put as much stuff on her to keep her clean. She should only need her hands and face cleaned, unless she snuck food somewhere else when we weren’t looking,” she looked over at Lily, the child looking right back up at her before playing with her food again. “She’s the star of the show. She loves her family here so she can just show how vocal she is,” Madison smiled as she finished her own plate, focusing to help the kids with their food. “There was doubt that she would be a girl though,” she smirked as she gave Lily and Matteo more food, them eating a lot more than usual.

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Marco looked over at the newest addition to their family, the litter girl looking back at him with a cranberry stained grin. He mouthed a quick I love you to her before she went back to her food. “She’s already so big. It’s hard to believe it. I feel like you just had her yesterday.” With how quickly time passed it was easy to lose track of how the little girl had suddenly plumped up and grew, pulling herself up on things to stand next to her big brother whom she admired so much. “Very ladylike. I think she still burps more than Matteo does. He is the mild-mannered child. I can only wonder what the next will be like.” Marco noticed the looks he was getting from his mother while they talked about more children, her eyes filled with a hint of excitement for the prospect.

“I don’t know how much that plastic fork can hurt. I think her teeth hurt more than that. Maybe she’ll get the hang of it soon. Matteo could show her.” Marco ruffled the little boy’s hair and chuckled to himself. “You two are so evil to each other. I can’t recall Luca ever doing anything bad to me,” he said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice, thinking back to being pushed off of the bed and couch. “I will admit to being more evil to him than anything. I don’t know how he put up with me.” Looking back to Madison, Marco nodded. “Beautiful people make beautiful children.”

“It does feel like that. Not pain wise, but when I look at her and realize what size clothes she’s in just kills me since she was in newborn clothes when we brought her home. She’s just grown so much so fast. And she has such an amazing personality,” she smiled and looked down at her daughter, seeing the toothy grin looking back up at her. “She has always burped like that. At least she lets us know. Matteo was way too quiet. Who knows how the next one will be. Hopefully a nice mix. We’ll see since I’m not Matteo’s actual mother,” she pushed her lips to the side as she moved a little to push the curls out of his face. 

“It hurts. Don’t let it fool you. Especially with the strength she has. She just goes right at you with it and laughs,” she took a drink of the wine, rolling her eyes at him. “You two were just as bad, if not, worse than us. We fought and I’ve hit her with a hairbrush before, but it can’t be as bad as you two. I’m the instigator though. She’s too nice and it’s easy to tease her because of it.” Madison smiled brightly and nodded. “Yes, we do. They look just like us. I never thought I would have a child that looks so much like me. I mean, I thought she would be more like me than you, but Lily is just an exact copy. It’s so weird for me.”

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“Special things call for personal notes. like weddings or having children,” he said, looking from Madison to Lily. “We’ll get to that again when we are ready for that.” He smirked at his wife and began to dig into his food, thinking about their little family while he watched everyone grow quiet around the table while the people concentrated on trying the different foods. Audrey and Luca had hardly had Hungarian food, so those were some of the first things they went to, and the same was for Anne and her husband with the Italian treats that had been made. “I hope that the quiet means that we are all enjoying everything.” Marco smiled and looked around when he caught everyone’s attention. “Feel free to talk…”

Turning his attention back to Madison, Marco grinned again in pride. He’d always loved cooking and took pride in every food he made, and this turkey was one more thing he could check off of his skill list. “I’m glad they eat like that. I would hate to have to struggle to feed them. It’s good, isn’t it, Matteo?” The little boy nodded his head, still chewing on the bites of food he had just scooped into his mouth. Curious, Marco took a bite of the goulash that Madison had just mentioned. “It tastes fine to me, Madi,” Marco said, trying to keep peace at the table between the sisters. “We do have great looking kids, don’t we?”

“We won’t be doing that for at least another year. At least until she starts potty training. With how she is, she will be walking soon. She has to try to keep up with Matteo as much as she can. Once she starts walking, I might cry. That just means she’s growing up,” Madison looked over at Lily, feeling her eyes water at the idea of her little girl walking around the apartment without needing her help. It hurt her when Matteo was able to, she could only imagine how it will be when her own blood child will. Sighing as she heard a small choke from the child, Madison patted on Lily’s back, only for her to burp then going back to eating. “That’s my girl. Such a lady.”

“They are big eaters. Both chubby little things, but I love how chubby they are. They are perfect,” she nodded as she took another bite. “Matteo is doing so good with his fork. Hopefully soon we will get Lily used to the fork instead of trying to hurt us with it. I don’t know about you, but she tries to stab me when she has it,” she pouted as she heard a laugh coming from Anne when she said it. “Wait till you have kids, Anne. I’ll make sure those kids stab you with a fork so you know the feeling,” the brunette raised her eyebrows with a smile. “You would teach them to do that, wouldn’t you?” A slight devilish grin formed on Madison’s face with a nod. “Hell yeah I would.” Hearing Marco’s question, she looked over and nodded her head. “We do. They are quite beautiful aren’t they?”

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“Thank you notes and Christmas cards are different anyhow. Thank you notes are meant to be more personal than anything. People will be fine with a generic Christmas card. We do need to think of gifts too. Maybe we can work on flying some family in for the holidays this year so they can all see Lily again.” Marco looked over to his mother and brother. “Wouldn’t Nonna like to see the kids? And Isabelle? We could have the cousins over as well and have a big party at the restaurant. Maybe at home too…Ma’s place. That is, if she doesn’t mind. I know it is last minute, but wouldn’t it be great to have everyone together for a second time this year?”

Marco looked on while Madison worked on getting Matteo and Lily fed, smiling as Matteo manipulated his little pieces of food with his fork, proud of how big his boy had gotten. He then looked to Lily, pushing her own tiny bites of food into her little lips to munch on the goodies that everyone shared. “Is that delicious, baby?” Marco touched his finger to her little round nose then did the same to Matteo, finally taking the time to fix his own plate. “We can both relax, and eat.” Finally getting a chance to try the food he had cooked, Marco stuffed a bite into his mouth and was immediately proud of what he had made. “It was difficult, but I will gladly take turkey duty every year if it is going to taste this good. Try it.”

“Yeah, we aren’t doing personal anymore unless we really need to,” she shook her head at him as she filled up her glass with wine. Keeping silent as he spoke of bringing his family back to the US, Madison rubbed her lips as she took a drink. It was nice to have his family be so close to each other, but it still made Madison jealous because her own family wasn’t the same. Her parents were too busy to be there this afternoon and she wasn’t expecting them to be there for Christmas either. It was just something she was used to and a part of her wished that her family was the way Marco’s was. “Yeah, it would be really nice,” she gave a small smile as she set the napkin on her lap ready to start eating to keep the thoughts that were running her her head silent.

“It’s really good. I’m impressed. So you can cook more than Italian, who would have thought?” Madison joked, taking another bite of the food. “And the kids are both eating good, so you really did good. But, they will eat anything you put in front of them, so I guess it’s not really a huge compliment. I tried,” she smiled as she took a drink of the wine. “Blame Anne if the goulash isn’t good. I don’t get any blame this year,” she raised her hands in a praise manner, laughing. Next holiday I’ll do something worthy other than showing you the most adorable little girl you have ever seen. And dress the most handsome little boy.”