Disclaimer: The only part of Castle that I own is the TV on which I watch the show.

You know what? I'm almost potty trained now. It took a while but Mom and Dad said they're very proud of me. Scrapple was right about underpants. They're much better than diapers and not bunchy. I only wear diapers at night now and since I'm asleep I don't mind about them being bunchy.

We have a routine at home now, that's what it's called. One part of our routine is that I get to have a book and a nap every afternoon with Mom, just the two of us, while Abby and Otis are asleep and not pestering anyone. Another part is that Sarah the babysitter comes every day from breakfast to lunch until the twins are a little older because Mom still has to spend a lot of time with them and Dad needs to finish the book that he's behind in. I don't mean his behind is in his book, that would be a joke!

Sarah spends the morning with me. She's just the right person because she wants to be a stand-up comic. But she's funny even when she's sitting down. I think she could start a whole new tradition called sit-down comedy. Or maybe babysitter-down comedy, get it? I always laugh when she tells me stories. She says she loves that I am not only a good audience but great source material. That means she writes funny things that are partly about stuff I've done, like the other day. I heard Mom say to Dad, "This is a filthy book, Castle. Absolutely filthy," so the next morning when I saw it in their room I picked it up and went and dropped it into the washing machine so it would get clean. I didn't know books weren't supposed to go in there, even if they're filthy. It turns out they fall apart if they go in the water, which doesn't make any sense because books are made from trees, I mean paper is made from trees, and trees never mind getting wet. I said I was sorry and explained to Docky so he could tell Mom and Dad.

That's another part of our routine that I love. Every day just before supper we do FaceTime with Docky. He and I visit with each other and then if I have questions for Mom and Dad or they have questions about something I said he'll help us. Mom says, "You are such a mensch, Sidney," and he always chuckles and says thank you.

I like having Sarah to play with because my brother and sister are still kind of boring, I have to tell you. They're ten weeks old but they can't do very much yet. I guess I couldn't either when I was their age, which is a long time ago. Pretty soon I'm going to be two. Still, it's fun to talk to them when they're awake and not eating. They take separate baths because it is hard to do them together since they can't sit up and are very slippery. When Otis is having a bath I talk to Abby, and when it's her turn I talk to him. Sometimes they both talk to me at once which can be confusing. I can't always answer their questions, even though I'm their big brother and have been around the block a few times. Actually I've really been around it a million times, but Gram says, "I've been around the block a few times, kiddo, so I know what I'm talking about," so that's what I say, too, "a few times." Anyway, here's what Otis asked me last night.

"Hey, Eliot, what's the difference between boys and girls?"

"I don't know exactly because the girls and boys I play with seem the same. But then girls grow up to be women like Mom and boys grow up to be men like Dad, and you can see they're different then."

"Do boys and girls have different parts? Because look at Abby over there naked. She's missing a part I have."

"I'll have to ask Docky, Otis. I don't know, because I'm a boy and I have that same part as you, not like Abby."

I'm afraid that we hurt Abby's feelings because she said, "See if I care. I don't want that stupid part of yours anyway." And then she wouldn't talk to me while Otis was having his bath, even though I told her we weren't teasing her or anything.

Today is Sunday and we had a big brunch party. It was people from the precinct and Docky and Lanie and Gram and Granddad and Alexis, which is a lot. Mom and Dad wanted everybody to meet the twins but they waited until Abby was strong enough. Granddad showed me a picture of Mom when she was a baby and she looked exactly like Abby, so I think Abby will get to be very strong like Mom. Did you know Mom can kick a door in with one foot? I've never seen her do it, but she can1

Ryan and Espo came a little bit later then everyone else. When they rang the bell we opened the door and they were standing there dressed up like elevator repairmen. They hollered "Delivery for Katherine Beckett!" and everybody laughed and clapped so loud that our cranky neighbor stuck his head out into the hall. They also had a present for Mom. It was a metal square about the size of a postcard and they said they would install it in the elevator at the precinct and they told her she had to read it out loud.

BIRTHPLACE OF OTIS & ABIGAIL BECKETT-CASTLE, MARCH 17, 2018

WHEN THEY GROW UP WE CAN ALL SAY WE KNEW THEM WHEN.

Then Mom said, "Over my dead body!" When everybody yelled "Boooooo!" she said, "But I will put it up in my office." The party was fun and we had so much food. Scrapple stayed under the coffee table a lot because that's where people kept dropping bits of cheese and things. He is one smart cookie! That's an expression, he's really a dog. We don't allow him to have cookies, but we call dog biscuits cookies so he thinks they are. The twins were good. The only thing that happened was that Otis spat up on Alexis who should have known not to bounce him so hard when he had just eaten. I liked seeing our friends from work and everyone said how big my vocabulary was which means I know a lot of words now. I think I learn a lot of new ones every day. I'm glad there's room in my head for all of them.

After everyone left Docky stayed because he was going to take Scrapple and me for a bicycle ride, but first we were sitting on the sofa talking. Mom and Dad sometimes call him ET, which is short for Eliot Translator.

"You know, Eliot, pretty soon you won't need me to be ET because you'll be such a good talker. You'll be able to tell your parents everything all by yourself and they'll understand everything. That's going to make me a little sad because I love talking to you every day on FaceTime."

"No!" And then I started crying louder than Otis and Abby at the same time.

"You're not going to talk to me any more, Docky? ET? You're my best friend!"

And Docky gave me the biggest hug ever and put me on his lap. "Oh. no, Eliot that's not what I meant. Of course I'll talk to you, every day. You're my BFF. Best friend forever, and that means even when you're all grown up, all right? "

"Okay."

"You feel better now?"

"Yah!"

I did. I felt so much better then. I was all cheered up. I went to see Mom and Dad before Docky and Scrapple and I went to the park. They were in the kitchen with the twins who were in their bouncy chairs.

"Bye, you guys, I'm going for a bike ride. Docky was just talking to me about when I grow up and that made me think about you growing up, too. We're going to have a great time when you get bigger. We can play a lot of good tricks on Mom and Dad. There's three of us, four if you count Scrapple, but there's only two of them!"

"Have fun, Eliot."

"Have fun, Eliot."

Abby and Otis said that at the same. They do that a lot, just like Mom and Dad do. I guess it's in the genes. Not jeans! The twins aren't big enough for jeans yet. But that's a good joke. I have to remember that one.

A/N And that's the end of this adventure. When I began it in May with "Womb with a View," I had no idea where I was going—and look where I ended up! I never expected to write three stories rather than one and I certainly didn't expect this outpouring of support. I want to thank everyone who came along for the ride. Every single one of you. Although I'm marking this story complete, I do intend to drop on this family every now and then for some one shots. THANK YOU!