Buenas noches, muchacha del cumpleanos (Good Night, Birthday Girl)

"Did you have a good birthday, sweetie?" Calleigh asked her daughter as she and Eric tucked their child into bed.

Chloe nodded, a big smile on her face.

"How old are you now?" Eric asked Chloe, knelt down on the other side of the bed.

Chloe looked thoughtful for a moment, looking at her hand before putting up three fingers.

"Dis many!" She said, proudly.

"That's right, baby girl," Eric said.

"I'm not a baby," his daughter replied. "I'm a big girl."

Eric laughed softly.

"That's right, you certainly are. You might not be a baby anymore, but you're still our baby. Can we still call you our baby girl?"

"Otay," Chloe said.

Eric couldn't believe Chloe was three already. Calleigh could tell what he was thinking as he lay in bed.

"She's still going to need her daddy, you know," she said, smiling. "The world can still be a big, scary place."

Eric knew that. His mind drifted back to the first night he had Chloe home when she was just two days old.

He and his mother had come to a compromise; she had wanted to be able to stay over for the first night or two the baby was home. She wasn't going to "take over." She knew her son had to learn to take care of his daughter, there were only so much she could show him. The only way for him to learn was for him to do it himself. Chlorinda knew Eric would learn quickly because he was so eager to look after Chloe without help. She was only going to intervene if the baby "really, really" cried and it seemed like Eric wasn't able to console her.

Just before 2:00am the grandmother were half asleep on the sofa when she saw her son enter the kitchen and prepare a bottle for Chloe. She was about to ask him why he were doing so before the baby was even awake but just as the microwave beeped she heard the baby's soft cries coming from the bassinet in Eric's bedroom.

Eric smiled at his mother.

"I fed her at 12:00; every two hours, right? She's right on the button."

Chlordina had a look of pride on her face listening to Eric talk to Chloe.

"What's the matter, angel? Shh. Don't cry. Daddy's here. I love you," He said to her, nuzzling the baby's nose and kissing her tiny lips as he cradled her in the crook of his arm. Chloe started to settle down at the sound of his father's voice.

The grandmother knew the two would be just fine together.