(Dads pov)
   "Hi Princess, how are you" I asked.
   "Yes, she is cute but time for her feeding" Karen, my wife says.
    "NO, I WANT HER TO BE HAPPY, EVERY TIME YOU FEED HER SHE CRIES!" I say, acting like a pure baby.
    "Ed, come on she needs to have food" Karen said. *baby giggles*
    "Can I hold her after you feed her?" My other daughter, Ashley, asks.
   "Sure but after I feed her so, go with your dad and go out of the room" Karen says, getting a bottle out.