James' P.O.V

I asked Thomas to kindly take everything out of the oven while I held Beatrice. She was so peaceful, sleeping in my arms with her cute little sweater on, it might've been a little to big for her but I could tell she liked it and it was going to keep her warm.

I sighed and laid her down in the living room crib. Then covered her with a blanket and set the table. Aaron joined us at the table while putting his daughter down at the baby table.

I felt really bad because she was alone since Beatrice got sleepy. As I thought about her I heard a cry from the crib. I give Thomas and Aaron permission to dig in while I go and check on the baby.

I kissed her forehead and she started calming down a little bit but still upset at me for putting her down. I could definitely tell that she wanted to be held longer so instead of putting her down in a baby chair. I moved it then sat on the floor as Beatrice leaned in my lap.

I feel like we we are making Theodosia sad because she was aware of the fact that her Mom wasn't here and Beatrice is very protective of me and definitely won't let me hug her or comfort her. So I felt even worse about this dinner.

I watched as Theodosia looked down and cried, I put my daughter to the side for a second and gave her a hug, "It's okay." I told her. She hugged me back.

I made her feel better which made me so happy. Then I kissed her forehead and kissed Beatrice's forehead then went to warm up bottles for the two.