Sara quickly finished her cereal and ran over to the couch; Her favorite place to watch Gil walk around with Liz in his arms.

"Something wrong?" He asked quietly.

Liz had fallen asleep in his arms; It didn't happen often, but when it did both Sara and Gil's faces lit up with smiles.

Sara opened her mouth to talk but Gil cut her off.

"Hold that thought," He whispered as he tiptoed toward the bedroom to lay Liz down in her crib.

For some reason that made Sara smile; He was so pleasant all the time.

He returned from the bedroom, arms empty, and joined Sara on the couch.

"What were you going to say?" Gil asked as he draped his arm around her shoulders.

Sara glanced up at him; He didn't look tired like she did.

Dark circles were under her brown eyes, her hair was limp and she was a little bit pale.

"I'm just mad that I'm always so tired. Why aren't you?" She replied in an exhausted tone.

Gil kissed her forehead gently.

"Probably because I'm not the one always holding Liz. You do everything; Feed her, change her, dress her. Let me do some. You could really use the rest."

He traced her jaw bone with his index finger and Sara closed her eyes.

"Okay. I'm going to bed and you are going to take care of Liz. Are you sure you can handle it?" She yawned.

Gil kissed Sara once again before helping her stand up.

"Yes, I can handle everything. Just go to sleep and don't wake up," He whispered as they entered the bedroom.

Sara climbed into the covers and instantly felt like falling asleep; She hadn't been this tired in a long time.

"Night," Gil whispered as he left the room.

Sara nodded a few times before falling into a deep sleep.

The Next Morning

Gil opened his eyes and looked around; He was on Sara's couch.

"Liz," He whispered to himself as he jumped up and walked quickly back to the bedroom.

Once he remembered that Sara was asleep, he crept along much more quietly.

He slowly opened the bedroom door and smiled as he heard Liz's happy coos.

As quickly as possible whilst still being quiet, Gil walked over to the crib and lifted the infant out.

"Come on, Liz. Let's go eat," He continued talking to her as she continued cooing.

Sara moaned in her sleep as Gil accidentally stepped on a squeaky spot in the floor; He winced as if someone had slapped him.

"Go back to sleep," He ordered as she began to stir.

After smiling at him, she flopped back onto her pillow and fell asleep again.

"Nice, huh?" He asked Liz.

She replied with a gurgle.

The two made their way out to the kitchen as quietly as possible, but Liz really didn't want to be quiet.

She gurgled and cooed at her loudest; Gil couldn't help but laugh.

"Shh! Momma needs her sleep. Now, you want the blue bottle or the pink?" He asked the squirming infant.

She kicked a few times and cooed happily.

"Pink it is!"

Gil had watched Sara prepare a bottle with one free arm; He had studied her so that sometime he could try it.

Now was that time.

He shifted Liz so his left arm was supporting her entire wriggling body. Then went about making the bottle.

He astounded himself when he realized he had done everything correctly; And that Liz actually drank the bottle when it was done.

"Good girl. You were hungry weren't you?" Gil asked Liz as she sucked down the formula.

He quietly tiptoed back to the bedroom and was very pleased to see that Sara was still asleep.

"Good," He whispered, "She needs it."

Liz finished her bottle and Gil walked back to the kitchen.

He placed the empty bottle on the counter and transferred Liz to his shoulder; Gil could feel the drool dripping from her mouth onto his shirt but he didn't care. A little drool never hurt anyone.

"Liz, are you going to go back to sleep after I change you?"

The infant cooed happily.

Gil returned to the bedroom and changed Liz as quickly as possible; Diapers hardly ever bothered him but for some reason, this time they did.

"Shh. Night, Liz," He kissed the infant on the forehead before laying her down in the crib.

He quietly walked over to Sara and gave her a kiss on the forehead; She sighed in her sleep.

"Night, Sara."

Gil left the room and returned to the living room; He laid down on the couch, covered himself up and before he knew it he was asleep.