"I'm blaming you." Olivia said to Fitz.

Natalie was pulling at her shirt, and she wouldn't take her sippy cup. Olivia shook her head no and Fitz laughed.

"You're a bad mom. Let her feed."

"She's not a newborn. She needs to drink from her sippy cup."

"Why?"

"Because she has teeth."

"You're being obnoxious. You know she's jealous of Abigail. You're making it worse."

"She's not biting you." Olivia said.

"When does Abigail get kicked off the boob?"

"When she gets teeth."

Natalie's eyes filled with tears and then a loud whine. Fitz looked at Abigail sleeping.

"She's going to wake Abigail."

Fitz knew Olivia didn't want to deal with both of them crying. Olivia unbuttoned her shirt and rocked Natalie until she stopped crying.

"Now she knows how to make you move fast." Fitz said.

"That's not funny."

Fitz shrugged, "She doesn't want to hold the cup."

Olivia ignored him until he made a moo sound. Natalie was getting better at not biting.

"You think I'm fat?"

"No, it's amazing that you never run out of milk. I have my own personal cow."

"I'm not giving you any milk."

"I do wonder how it taste."

"You're never going to find out."

"Are you going to be okay with the interview? I don't want you breaking down on television."

"You're not giving me any other options. I have to be okay."

"The first time we had sex after you gave birth to Natalie I knew something was different. You felt different, and you wouldn't let me kiss your breasts. I noticed a few months later, you didn't mind the kisses. It's because your milk dried up, right?"

"Yes."

"I should have been more demanding when I noticed something different. I'm still upset that you were going to hide Abigail. Did you have a plan for when I asked why you never brought her to work?"

"No. Jake was going to be her dad whenever she asked. It was the simplest answer."

"Your restaurant buddy?"

"Yeah, I don't know anything else about him. Our conversations are always about the weather and current events."

"You did all this to save my presidency?"

"I wanted you to be the man I voted for."

"I'm happy you're being honest with me now. Can you imagine dealing with all this in their tween years?"

Olivia smiled and looked down at Natalie nursing. "I think we need to deal with Natalie drinking out of her sippy cup for now."

Fitz laughed, "Good luck with that."