I always wondered how Max would cope with baby Katy so while B&B are gallivanting on their Hen and Stag parties (set in September 2013), Max tries to babysit 19-month old Katy. Sounds easier than it looks. Mainly consists of Katy being an adorable pain in the back.
Instructions for Max in regards to Katy.
Kaitlyn should be easy to handle when you follow her usual weekend routine.
Her nap time is at 2pm and it usually lasts 2 hours. Her bedtime is at 8pm and she has a little music box that sends her to sleep and, as always, she doesn't sleep without Syrup the bear.
Katy mainly has organic homemade puréed pears for breakfast and she can have food for lunch and dinner. She likes to eat spaghetti and homemade soup and there is some prepared in Tupperware boxes in the fridge. They just need to be heated up. For lunch she has a formula bottle.
She is allowed to watch television for 2 hours however she is only allowed to watch Sesame Street since it is the only show on television Bones finds educational.
She also has toys to play with and a book which can help her talk properly. Since she cannot pronounce most words.
Hope these are of help. You gonna need it.
Good luck,
Booth.
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Max looked at the instructions that Booth had left him while he sat Katy in her high chair. First job of the day… puréed pears. He went over to the cupboard and looked around at the jars. One was homemade pasta sauce. One was a chicken curry. He shifted the jars around until he saw a jar that said 'Pureed Pears for Katy'. He took it out and poured some of the content into a small plastic bowl before walking over to his granddaughter, who was bouncing in her seat in tune to the radio. It is a bad thing when an infant's favorite song is Party Rock Anthem.
"Can you sit still while you eat?" Max asked her when he set her breakfast in front of her. He gave her a plastic spoon and went to make himself some coffee. He turned around a minute later to find Katy hadn't touched to food at all. "Do you not want it?"
"No, cookie." She answered.
"No cookies for breakfast Katy. You know that." He said calmly to her.
"Cookie." She said again. Clearly she was just trying to see how far she could push him. She gave a little pout.
"That may work on your father but I'm not as soft as he is. You can feed yourself or I'll feed you." He said giving her a warning. He was never a push over. Not even when Temperance was little.
She scowled at him. "Don't want wiss." she responded. She meant 'this'. As in the food that was on her plate.
"I'll count to three." She stared at him "One." Not budging. "Two." sitting still. "Three." he walked over to her and grabbed the spoon to try and feed her. Katy moved her head back away from the spoon before eventually giving in and ate the pears.
Max: 1, Katy: 0.
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Max checked the TV schedule that Brennan had written out ages ago. There were two separate ones. One for when Parker was at the house and one for when he wasn't. Sesame Street was on at 11am so the smart option would be to set her in front of the TV, on the couch and let her be indulged in Elmo and the Cookie Monster. Ok, maybe not the latter one.
Katy wondered over to the couch and sat on it, waiting for Max to put the television on. Once he did he went upstairs to use the facilities. Katy on the other hand decided to be sneaky and climbed off the couch and grabbed to TV remote that was on the coffee table and changed the channel to Star Wars: the Clone Wars, before sneaking back onto the couch and watched the action take place on screen.
Max wondered back in and stopped short when he saw what he didn't put on the television on the television. "Katy have you changed the channel?"
"No." she said innocently.
"Really?" she bobbed her head.
"So the channel changed by itself?" she nodded her head again. Max went to channel back but had a problem when the remote failed to work. He opened the back of it and found that the batteries were dead. He gave in. What would happen if she watched people flying sticks around?
Max: 1, Katy: 1
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A couple of hours later, Katy's TV time was over and now it was time for her bottle. Max had heated up the milk and had checked it wasn't too hot for her.
"Here you go Sweetheart." he said giving her the bottle. She immediately began to drink it. This had to be the easiest task of the day. She drank all of the milk and set the bottle on the couch.
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It was nap time. Or World War III. Katy was refusing to go to sleep. She had spent the last hour or so running around trying to tire herself out but it wasn't working. She seemed more hyperactive than before. Max grabbed her and picked her up to change her into her pyjamas but she struggled throughout. She kicked them away and frowned. "Katy you have to take a nap or you will be cranky later." Max said as he managed to get her foot into the leg of the pyjamas. She really gave him a scowl. Max managed to get her into the whole outfit and placed her into her crib. The crib that will go to her sister when comes along in a few months.
Katy threw her arms down in a strop before she was given her bear which seemed to sooth her before she settled down and actually fell asleep. And Max. He did a little victory dance.
Max: 2, Katy: 1
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Dinner time and Max was heating up Katy's spaghetti. Katy was in the living room playing with her toys. It just so happened to be the noisy toys she was playing with. Max wondered why his daughter would by such noisy toys for an infant but then put it down to Brennan saying that they develop listening skills and helps Katy understand sound.
Katy was singing nonsense while she was playing with her toys. She seemed rather content throwing her stick around. "Linkle polkle sonlke knocle." she sang tapping stick on the floor.
Max let out a small laugh at his granddaughter's little song and scooped some of the spaghetti into the plastic bowl. He went into the living room and picked her up and set her into the high chair. He set the spaghetti in front of her; however she was still in play mode. So when Max had turned his back she picked up the bowl and tipped it up and spilt the content of the bowl on her head and she giggled. "Opsie." she said.
"Oh Katy." Max groaned when he saw the state she was in. He took the bowl off her head and removed the pasta from her hair and set it in the bowl before getting her another bowl of pasta and she actually ate it with a smirk on her face. "I wouldn't smirk if I were you. You are getting a bath after this."
"YAY!" Max completely forgot that Katy enjoyed bath time. She enjoyed playing with the bubbles.
Max: 2, Katy: 2
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Bath time went without a hitch, aside from Katy splashing water into Max's eyes, and it was nearing Katy's bedtime. This actually proved a lot easier than the other tasks as she tried to climb the stairs herself but her little legs were too small for the stairs so Max decided to help her out and carried her up the stairs and let her drift off to sleep.
She is adorable for a menace. Sweets and Parker have already had their turn babysitting Katy in Family Fun at the Jeffersonian. It is well worth reading how she tortures Sweets.