It was a nice, cold Christmas Eve with the Grahams. They were excited this Christmas than any other Christmas, because this was going to be their daughter's very first one. It's very humorously ironic that Aubrielle Denise Graham was born October the twenty-fourth. Aubrey maybe wanted a second him, so he had to basically force Nicki to give his daughter his initials. While little Aubrie was napping in her bassinet, Drake and Nicki were downstairs getting presents and stockings situated. The house was decorated with Christmas cheer, lights, and garland. They had already put their enormous tree up with ornaments of them together, baby ornaments on the tree for little Graham, and the star had a picture of her inside. The house consisted of Christmas music: new and old; happy and sad. One song they always played every Christmas, even before their daughter's birth, was Andy Williams' "It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year."

The rest of their family were to arrive on Christmas Day, so they at least had some time to themselves and their baby before the other relatives ignored them, and gave all their attention to the baby, and the baby only. While they were on the couch, wrapping and taping gifts, Drake decided that it would be a good idea to horse around while helping. When Nicki reached for the tape, he stood and held it up high. Nicki mugged him. She knew it'd be a challenge to get it, due to the shortness of her height. She stood, jumped up and grunted, but to no avail. Drake, on the other hand, was enjoying this. He laughed at her failed attempts. She stopped, huffing at him.

"You asshole, it's not funny," she pouted. He mocked her pout, and leaned down to peck her lips. He got leaned back up to smirk at her.

"Well, it may not be funny to you, but it is to me," he chuckled. She turned with a 'humph,' and made her way up the stairs. He brought his hand back to his side, and stopped her. "Nicki," she turned back around. "Here," he said, finally deciding not to be an ass to her. She walked up to him with a smile on her face. She took the tape from his side, and leaned up on her toes to kiss his cheek.

"Thank you...asshole," she said with a smirk. She sat back on the couch, grabbing a very wrapped, pink box. She stuck a card to it and put 'From: Santa' on it with her pink sharpie. She closed it, setting it back to its rightful place on the table where it was occupied. Drake sat next Nicki, grabbing a baby pink and blue box. He finished taping the ends of the wrapping paper after Nicki gave him the tape. After they finished wrapping gifts, they cleaned their 'mess' which was really just leftover wrapping paper. Nicki had went upstairs to check on baby Aubs as she slept. She silently opened the door to the baby's room, and tiptoed to her daughter's sleeping place. She smiled when she saw her small chest rising up and down as she slept. She placed her hands on the edge of the bassinet, and leaned down to place a sweet and delicate kiss on her baby's forehead. She turned to leave, but saw Drake in the doorway, causing her to jump.

"Oh my God, don't do that," she whispered, clutching her heart. He chuckled, shaking his head, and walked towards her. He pulled her close to him, kissing the top of her head.

"How's my baby?" He whispered back.

"Oh, I'm fine," she whispered. He chuckled and let her go.

"I meant my baby baby," he whispered into her ear.

"Oh, I see how you are. Am I not your precious little baby anymore?" She joked.

"Move, Nicki," he whispered as she giggled. He playfully pushed her out of the way, walking over to Aubrielle. He caressed the baby's cheeks, and turned to Nicki. "We did good," he whispered even softer than before.

"We did," she whispered back. They both walked out, and Nicki quietly closed the door to her baby's room.

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It was now a fine Christmas Day in Toronto, Ontario. The snow was falling, kids were playing out, and the Grahams were having a great time. Drake had awoken early so that he could get his gifts for Nicki ready. He had taken the liberty to make breakfast for his family, but for his daughter, he made her a bottle of Gerber formula. When he was all done, he went upstairs to Nicki, waking her to come with him. He leant down to kiss her lips, waking her a little more. She stirred and yawned.

"Merry Christmas, baby," he said, leaning back up. She smiled, and drew back her covers. She hung her feet over the edge and stood.

"Merry Christmas, Aubrey," she said as she looked for her robe. Drake figured out what she was doing, but he just told her to leave it.

"C'mon. Breakfast is waiting, Nika." She only giggled in response to him. He put his hand in hers, and walked into their daughter's room. They walked over to her, seeing her sleep peacefully. Drake let go of Nicki's hand, and she picked up her sleeping daughter. She was almost two months old, so they had to be careful with how they handled her.

"Aubri, wake up, baby," she cooed to her daughter. Aubrielle slowly opened her eyes, but started to whine. They made their way downstairs as Nicki tried to quiet her Aubrielle down. "Shh, baby. You have to eat," she coaxed. They were now downstairs, and in the kitchen. Drake had pulled Nicki's chair out for her. She was thankful, handing Aubri over to him so that she could get placed in her highchair. When she was in, Drake gave her a warm bottle. Surprisingly, she could hold her own bottle. This was nice for a one-month-old.

Drake went to get their breakfast that had contained eggs, turkey bacon, waffles, and blueberry muffins. For a beverage, he made coffee and hot chocolate. The coffee was for Drake since Nicki wasn't big on coffee, so he made her hot coco with fat marshmallows. He gave her the food and drink, as he did himself. They prayed and ate. Soon enough, it was present time. He had gotten Aubri out of her highchair, and took her into the family room that had their ginormous tree. While they looked at the tree, Drake began to burp her. Presents filled the bottom, and Aubri only stared in confusion. When Drake finally got her to burp, Nicki was seated on the floor, so Drake put Aubri in her lap. He sat on the ground with her.

"Merry Christmas, my little tinoket," she said as she was cradling her baby. A little gasp was heard, and it was Drake's.

"Y-you actual-"

"Well, my baby is half Jewish, so I wanted to try it out," she said with a giggle. Drake smiled and kissed her forehead. Nicki pulled out a box, opening it for Aubrielle. Inside was a pretty, pink stuffed dog. Nicki handed the big toy to her daughter. Aubri's eyes lit up like the Christmas tree they were in front of. Her dimples stuck out, and her arms were going up and down as she bounced in Nicki's lap. She was laughing and giggling, causing her parents to do the same.

"Calm down, Babushka. You have more to go," he told his daughter as he kissed her cheek. That was the truth. Aubriella had more gifts that would probably take the entire day to get through. That wouldn't be the case, since Nicki's family had to fly in from New York, Aubrey's had to drive to get here since they were in Toronto as well, and they both had to get the cooking done. Aubs would open more presents as the whole family was here. They got off the floor, and Nicki took Aubrielle to her room so that she could be ready for the day, leaving Drake to pick up the excess wrapping paper, and to get started on dinner.

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Wasn't this just beautiful? Well, as you know, I did this on Halloween because I didn't want to spend the actually Christmas day writing this. Remember, this only part one. There are two parts.

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