Jack and Ianto watched Meriel and Gwen’s daughter Anwen playing happily under the watchful eyes of their Nannies.
“We really are lucky, aren’t we?” Jack said with a smile, wrapping his arms around Ianto.
“We really are. What other family has the services of such great Nannies?”
“No one on this planet, that’s for sure.”
Meriel was crawling all over Nosy, giggling happily while Anwen played a clapping game with Daisy.
George sat off to one side, rocking Tosh’s baby daughter in her cradle.
“It’s reassuring, knowing our kids are in good hands when we’re busy with work,” Tosh agreed.