The twins were about 8 months old when they started crawling. Jess and Cece were having a girly afternoon out which left Nick babysitting. So he enlisted the help of Coach, Winston and Schmidt to help watch them.
After an hour, Schmidt suggested. "Let's have crawling races with the twins."
"Ooh like make them verse each other? Yeah let's do that." Winston joined in.
Coach picked up Blake from the playpen. "You ready to win?" He bounced Blake in his arms as Blake blew raspberries.
Nick looked at his friends. "I am having nothing to do with this." He picked up Emily who looked at him with her big brown eyes. "Princess, you better win for daddy ok?" He handed his daughter to Winston. "Here you go, now race away."
"Wait, you're not joining in? Why?" Schmidt asked as he prepared a track in the living room.
"Because if Jess walks in and see's what we're all doing, I want nothing to do with it! She trusted me to babysit, so I am. Babysitting you three while you play with my children." Nick settled on the couch and didn't plan to move anytime soon.
15 minutes later...
"Go Blake go! No don't sit down, seriously, you're stopping now? Nick we need your help. They won't move." Coach stood up. "You need to be at the end of this race track. The twins like you."
Nick put down the remote. "Fine, you know the secrets, you need a toy for them at the end." He picked up a plush robot and walked to the end of the living room which was decided as the finish line. "Blake, Emily. Crawl to daddy. Come on."
Blake and Emily looked at their daddy, gurgled happily and started crawling towards him but then stopped to look at some Doritos that had fallen to the floor.
"Yeah Emily, go!" Winston shouted from his position at the start line.
"Come on Blake, no don't pick that up. You need to win." Coach had to be held back by Schmidt.
"No, they are not the people you used to train at the gym. They are 8 month old babies." He said in Coach's ear.
Coach calmed down. "Right. Go Blake go!"
They were all making so much noise that no one heard the front door open or see Jess and Cece walk in. "What is going on here?" Jess cried out.
"Uh oh..." said Winston.
"Busted." Coach looked down at his feet.
Schmidt leaned forward on the couch. "Someone's going to get in trouble." He said happily.
"Nothing. The guys decided to race the twins and I only just got involved." Nick replied, shooting his friends dirty looks.
Jess and Cece laughed. "Remy the Robot doesn't work for their attention. Dina the Dinosaur is best for Emily's attention." Jess picked up a pink dinosaur and a squeaky football. "While this is best for Blake." The twins saw what their mum had in her hands and instantly crawled over to her. "See?" Jess said, expertly picking up both babies in her arms.
"How do you know that?" asked Winston.
"We may have done the same thing when you went to the football game last weekend." Cece admitted laughing.
Schmidt pointed to Nick and then to Jess. "Knew you should have joined in! Jess he wouldn't join in."
"I was babysitting, not racing our children. Someone had to be responsible." Nick said as he wrapped his arms around his wife and babies. "Come here Blake." The couple put the twins back in their playpen with Dina, Remy, the football and many other toys to keep them occupied.
Jess gave her husband a quick kiss. "I think you did a great job babysitting our babies and friends. You deserve a prize."
Nick grinned. "Oh yeah, what sort of prize?" He seemed to be forgetting his best friends were at their house.
"The kind of prize that I bought from Victoria Secret today and can be used once we put Blake and Emily to bed later."
Winston, Coach, Cece and Schmidt walked straight to the front door. "Outta here!" Winston said, grabbing his jacket and walking out.
"I do not need to see this." added Coach, following Winston.
"Enjoy the present Nick, we spent all afternoon picking it out." Cece gave the couple a quick hug, blew the twins a farewell kiss and walked outside
Schmidt lingered. "Hey, want some tips on how to do it now that Jess has had the babies? I read some ideas and they could really help."
Jess looked at Schmidt. "Jar."
"But..."
Just as Jess was about to respond, Cece walked back into the house. "Come on Schmidt, time for you to let them be. Did you know that I also shopped at Victoria Secret today?"
Schmidt practically ran out the door. "I'll be seeing you later because I am now going to enjoy some amazing Indian."
Cece waved them farewell and shut the door behind her.
Jess sighed and rested her head on Nicks shoulder. "We really need a bigger Jar for when Schmidt comes over."
Nick wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her forehead. "I can't believe that we actually still need to have a Douchebag Jar."
"Honestly I think Schmidt will be in a nursing home and still need to have the Jar around."