Bedtime Story

Newt bounced the baby on his side as she gurgled, patting his face. His face was plastered with a look that could only be described as love and a look of pure fondness. "Hurry up with that book." Newt called, tone just as fond as his expression. "I can't find one!" Thomas replied, from somewhere inside the closet. Newt rolled his eyes. "What're we gonna do with him, eh, DeeDee?"