This is sort of AU as it takes place in Storybrooke despite the new curse and what not).
Roland stretched his arm out as far as he could, yet the boy still couldn't seem to reach the top branch on the tree. In fact he barely reached the middle of the tree. Regina looked up from her place on the sofa, taking one more sip of her coco she said to Robin "Why don't you give Roland a hand?"
To which Robin stood up and walked over to Roland. He lifted the boy off the ground. "Alright Roland, put it wherever you want." Roland smiled and placed the last ornament on the tallest branch.
"Got it dad." He chirped.
"Good job." Robin stated giving the boy a pat on the back. He then carried the boy over to his mother. She pulled the boy into her arms.
"I don't suppose you want a sip?" Regina offered. Roland nodded and reached his hands out. Regina glanced up at the clock. "Alright, you can finish it off. And then it's off to bed."
Roland took the mug and lifted it to his lips. "I don't wanna go to bed mom."
"But if you don't, Santa won't come." Robin stated.
"That's right, honey." Regina added. "And if Santa doesn't come, well then you won't get any presents. And you do want that new comic book don't you?"
Roland nodded. "I want it."
"Then Regina will tuck you in." Robin looked up at Regina and winked.
Regina picked the boy up and carried him to his room. She kissed his forehead and pulled the blankets over his shoulders. "Good night dear." She whispered and kissed his head again. After closing the bedroom door behind her, Regina walked back down the stairs and sat down by Robin. "I take it he went to bed easy for once." Robin remarked.
"With your help." Regina pointed out. She rested her head on his chest and watched the snow fall against the window. Robin wrapped his arms around her and rubbed her back in small circles. All was quite aside from the soft pops emitted from the fire. And the silence was enough. It had been a long time since Regina had spent the holidays with someone who loved her. Surely she could get used to this. And she couldn't wait to watch Roland open his gifts the next morning. She smiled to herself at the thought.