Teasing Harry after putting your toddler to sleep "I'm glad our son got my good looks," and he just plays along with "none of mine?" You shake your head "nope, he's lucked out got all my good looks and all he got from you was the accent, so sad"
“So that dimple he’s got, all yours?” Harry’s smirking.
“Yep,” you say with a confident nod. “All me.”
Harry snorts. “He looks nothing like his handsome daddy, does he?”
You giggle, kissing his noise. “Okay. Maaaaybe just a little. He’s handsomer though
Harry’s face scrunches up. “S'that a word?”
“I think so….”
He kisses your forehead with a chuckle. “Lets hope he doesn’t inherit your grammar skills at least.”
And imagine in the morning when your son wakes up and he’s grumpy, you smirk at Harry. “That’s another thing he got from you– your attitude.”