Hey guys! I have affectionately nicknamed this 'tired and crap'. This is probably because I am very very very tired in this moment. I don't really have much to say. Thank you for reading, send me your ideas, and let me know what you think,

-Aislin

"Sweety," Toby tried to get the one and eight month year old to leave Happy alone. "Mommy's tired. She might not be the nicest person if you go in there and wake her up."

"Why tired?" Nessa questioned innocently. "Not bedtime."

"Well Mommy is tired because there is a baby inside of her," Toby explained.

"Why?" This was Nessa's new favorite game. The curly haired toddler toddler was standing in front of him in a purple dress that Paige had picked out for her. Happy had gotten her ready this morning, and Toby was surprised Happy had dressed her like this.

"Because you're going to have a baby brother in two months," Toby informed his daughter.

"Why brother?" She asked. She grabbed onto her father's legs, and stared up into his eyes. Toby grinned down at his daughter. He was nearly sure she was aware that she had him wrapped around her finger.

"Because Mommy and I decided we wanted to have another baby," He chuckled.

"I not a baby," She lifted up her arms to be lifted into his lap. He complied, and as soon as she settled she hit him in the arm. "I a big girl."

"I would disagree with that," He told her. "You don't want to grow up too fast, kid. I promise you being a grown up isn't all it's cracked up to be." Nessa got distracted and didn't respond to his statement.

"Mommy see this," She demanded as she looked towards the stairs. She held out her drawing.

"She's going to kill me, but go ahead," Toby placed her back on the ground and followed her up the stairs. It took a full for 10 minutes for her to climb them, but she wouldn't accept any help. Nessa was becoming more and more like Happy every day.

She did let him open the door for him though. She wasn't tall enough to reach the handle. She rushed in quickly and Toby lifted her onto the bed. Happy groaned sleepily. "Mommy! Mommy!" Nessa greeted. Happy opened her eyes and pulled her daughter into her arms.

"Hey, baby," Happy greeted tiredly. Nessa wriggled to show her the drawing.

"Look!" She ordered. Toby climbed into bed next to them and shifted them so that He had his arms wrapped around Happy, and Nessa was nestled in between them.

"It's beautiful," Happy complimented sweetly. Toby mouthed an 'I'm sorry' at her over Nessa's head. She shook off his apology. "Can you tell Mommy and Daddy what you drew?"

"Teagan and Conan," Nessa provided and gave her parents a toothy grin.

"Well, we do love the dogs," Happy agreed with her daughter.

"Dogs stupid," Nessa declared.

"Hey!" Happy and Toby complained simultaneously. Nessa giggled happily.

"But which do you think is more stupid?" Happy probed. Nessa paused as if thinking very hard on the question posed.

"Daddy," She answered with a laugh.

"Well, the kid definitely knows her stuff," Happy agreed. Toby shot them an offended face.

"How many times do I have to remind you that I went to Harvard?" He scoffed. Happy and Nessa burst into a fit of giggles. Nessa smacked a hand into his face and he yelped in surprise. Happy offered the toddler her hand for a high five. "I would like to point out that I taught her to do that."

"Would you look at that," Happy chuckled. "You are good for something after all."

"Say what you will, but I know you love me."

"Wuv, Daddy!"

"Yeah, we love Daddy."

"Mommy, cook?" Nessa begged. She was desperate to see her mother do something that her father did everyday for them.

"Your daddy says I'm not allowed in the kitchen," Happy explained. Happy was lying down on the sofa, and Nessa was playing in front of her. Toby was starting to get dinner ready, but watching them nonetheless.

"Why?"

"Well," Happy began to explain.

"Mommy has a history of setting things on fire and giving people tummy-aches," Toby shouted to them. "Believe me, Nessie, you don't want to eat anything Mommy makes you."

"But Mommy good at everything," Nessa argued with her eyes wide and her lips pouted.

"Everything except for cooking," Toby settled. "Besides, Mommy is much too tired to cook today."

"Why?"

"Sweetheart, we've been over this, remember?" He recalled their conversation from earlier.

"Why?" She pressed. She toddled into the kitchen and grabbed onto his leg yet again. Toby could see Happy close her eyes in the other room.

"Because you asked me a question, and when you ask me a question I answer it for you," He smiled.

"Why?" She laughed.

"Because I love you and I want you to know everything that you want to know in this world," He informed her. He picked her up and set her down on the counter. "What do you want for dinner, Nessa?"

The little girl grinned as wide as she could and patted her stomach, "Pancakes!"

Toby looked out into the living room at Happy to see what she thought on the matter. Happy gave him the thumbs up.

"Sounds good to me, Princess," He agreed as he started to pull out the ingredients.

"You know if I'm counting correctly," Happy announced as they went to bed that night, "Which I am, we have watched frozen 57 times in the past 4 months." They had just had to sit through the movie again. Happy didn't know if it was the repetition or just an acquired taste, but she was starting not to hate the film as much as she had in the beginning.

"Well, I am a veteran of repeat movie watching," Toby responded tiredly. "You ain't appreciated a movie fully until you've watched a movie 26.4220185 in 48 hours. That's where the real pain and suffering builds into a full blown love."

"You're weird."

"If you thought anything else when you married me, then you're a sucker."

"Oh shut up."

"I love you."

"I love you too."