[Puck was so golden - totally clenching Husband of the Year this year. By some goddamn perfect stroke of luck, Rachel’s birthday fell on a Monday this year - her first as a mother - which meant that she had the entire day to do whatever the fuck she wanted. Puck turned off her alarm before they turned in last night, and made sure that he had everything they needed for a solid breakfast in bed. Some vegan egg thing that she loved. Puck still wasn’t sure how vegan eggs were actually a thing, but whatever. He made the food, their kid slept in a little bit longer than usual (or, you know, Puck made a point to leave him in the crib for an extra half hour or so). Regardless, with the baby on one hip and a tray full of breakfast in the other, Puck slipped into the bedroom and set Rachel’s food on the vanity and just watched his wife sleep for a second. Creepy, probably, but whatever. She looked amazing. Now for the wake up call. Puck set the baby down on the bed, then, just like he knew he would, Aaron crawled up to Rachel’s face and planted one right on her cheek - total mama’s boy that kid.] Do it again, buddy. Gotta wake up Mommy.