adjusting the carrier straps on his chest, speaking in a low, almost reverent whisper Okay, so, just to be clear—we're bringing home a tiny human. A tiny human we are entirely responsible for.

arms wrapped carefully around the carrier, his voice warm but teasing You're the one who read the handbook four times, Tony.

And you're the one who's been humming lullabies since we left the hospital. I think we're both a little bit screwed.

from the couch, swinging his legs with a grin Took you long enough. I've been guarding this place for three hours. I think I deserve a promotion.

tilting his head Okay, I gotta admit—she's cuter than I expected. From the two of you, I was expecting a screaming potato.