The sound of Maxie screaming, so loud and so sudden, nearly made Archie drop his freshly made sandwich.

"May, that is not a toy!"

Archie quickly placed his unbeaten sandwich back onto his plate before heading towards the source of the noise. The living room was even messier than usual, with toys and baby books strewn all over the floor.

Archie had seen his husband in a lot of situations, from crying in a pool to wearing nothing but his knit socks. He had yet to see him failing miserably at chasing after a six month old.

"What is going on in here?"

Both heads gleefully turned towards him. May raised her hands up and began to wave towards him. Maxie's eyes were a few inches off of him, his dark eyes changing from wide one moment to squinting the next.

"Oh, Archie, it's so good that you're here." Maxie stood up straighter. "I was just looking for May, trying to get my glasses back. I was having a bit of trouble."

Archie looked back to the girl in question. Her brown hair was a mess, and her hand me down baby clothes seemed just a few sizes too big for her. In one hand was a plush Poocheyena and in the other a block.

"My, my," Archie commented. "She doesn't even have teeth and already she's trying new delicacies." He couldn't hold back a chuckle.

Maxie glared at him, or at least in his direction. "Do you really find this of all things funny?"

"You at least have to admit that it's pretty cute."

"Pretty cute?"

May, as uninterested in her fathers' squabbles as ever, continued to chew on Maxie's glasses.

"You could say that she's trying to see you in a whole new light."

Archie didn't know whether Maxie reminded him of a volcano about to explode or an impending earthquake.

Both at the same time, Archie thought.

"Would you just help me get my glasses?" Maxie's voice lowered near the end, and he pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Just let me grab something," Archie replied.

Maxie was too busy taking deep breaths to respond. He was still doing it when Archie came back a few moments later.

Archie walked forward, his hands held tightly on the camera.

"Smile for me, May." Archie instructed, raising the camera up to his face.

"What are you doing?" a squinting Maxie asked.

"Just something you mentioned before."

The camera made a loud click, the picture appearing instantly on the digital screen.

"You're taking pictures now?" Maxie cried.

"Hey, you're the one who said before that we should take every opportunity we can to take photos." Archie placed the camera down on the floor before moving closer to May. "Or what did you call it? 'Making memories' or something like that?" He easily scooped the small girl into his arms.

"I hardly consider May chewing on my glasses to be a scrapbook moment."

"You might not be thinking that in eighteen years."

Maxie snorted. "Can I have my glasses now?"

Archie looked down to May, whose blue eyes were wide.

Already trying to fool people into thinking she's innocent, Archie thought. He smirked. No wonder we adopted her.

"Papa wants his glasses back. Will you give them back, May?"

May released the glasses from her mouth. She had just barely been able to hold onto them, and even then only on the very end, on one of the parts that rested on Maxie's ears. Archie caught it in one hand before it could fall and hit the floor.

These things really are indestructible, Archie thought.

Other than being a little wet, Maxie's glasses were fine. He wiped them off on his shirt before handing them to Maxie.

"I can't believe this," Maxie said. He readjusted his glasses, pushing them as far up his nose as he possibly could.

"I can," Archie replied. "I even have photographic proof of it." He smirked, and he could have sworn that May did the same.

Maxie glared directly at him. He pouted, his eyes switching from Archie's face to the small child held in his arms.

Archie should have known that something was wrong when Maxie smiled.

His bandana was off of his head before he even had time to notice it was gone. In one moment, it was on his head, and in the next dangling above May's face.

"Here's a new toy for you, May," Maxie said, the grin still on his face.

May reached out a pudgy hand towards the blue fabric, her eyes wide.