Note: One more for today~ (I picture Al the Bush as the younger child and Jim as the older, so we only have Jim here for now~)
I don't own EEnE.
"Oh, filthy, filthy, filthy."
Kevin glanced up from the sports section of the morning's newspaper. Across from him, his husband sat at the edge of his chair, a spoon of mushy organic homemade baby food dripping onto the table. Their child, little baby Jim, was cooing and drooling and not at all letting his father feed him his breakfast.
"Filthy, filthy, filthy," Kevin heard Eddward murmur again under his breath.
Kevin sighed, setting down the paper. "Okay, give me the spoon, Mommy."
"What?"
"You're talking to yourself, now let me feed Jim and you go clean something."
Eddward practically threw the spoon at his husband and ran from the room (most likely to the bathroom to clean his hands and change his shirt as the cuffs were stained green.
The red-head chuckled as he took Eddward's seat, picking up the spoon and stuffing it in his son's mouth, yanking it back before he could clamp down and waiting for him to swallow.
"Of course your Daddy wouldn't be able to feed you without freaking out," he cooed at the baby. "He's anal retentive, you know. Hate's germs and dirt." Kevin spooned some more mush and fed it to Jim. "Now you have to promise me you'll make all the messes you can while your Daddy is around. Track in dirt, throw your food, don't wash behind your ears."
"You'd better not be corrupting our child, Kevin Barr," Eddward said suddenly, causing Kevin to drop the small bowl of baby food all over the floor. Jim burst out laughing, green mush and drool running down his chin.
"What? What? No! We're just bonding over breakfast." Kevin hurried to grab a rag before Edd could go into complete housewife mode and mop the entire house. "Man time!"
Eddward sighed. "As long as you aren't teaching our child horrendous manners." His eye twitched a little when Kevin hastily wiped up the food and left streaks under the chairs.