Baby spits up:
Gale: “My love! What is this?! Is she okay? I am worried sick! Oh my poor baby, daddy has you…Oh no, there’s MORE! We need to go see a healer right now!”
Emmy: “Gale, honey, it’s just spit up. It happens!”
Gale: “is it normal? I may have accidentally skipped this section in the baby books.”
Emmy: “Yes my love, it’s totally normal.”
Picking out the baby’s outfit:
Gale: “Ooh, I do quite like the purple onesie… Or what about a purple dress? Purple is definitely her color. Or maybe I’m biased because I just love purple. Though, I’ll admit, green really makes her brown eyes pop. Now, a giant bow should suit her too. Mmm…okay that one is a little too big… But this one isn’t big enough…”
Emmy: *facepalms*
Changing a diaper:
Gale: “Okay so, maybe I can have mage hand do this for me—“
Emmy: “Gale.”
Gale: “Right. Probably not suitable for this exact occasion, it could lead to a very messy and repulsive disaster. Okay so I just open up the tabs— Good GODS, that is rancid!”
Emmy: “I’ll hold your nose while you get her cleaned up.”
Gale: “Alright, diaper is back on, she is clean, all is well. Oh no…”
Emmy: “what?”
Gale: “I put it on backwards.”
Missing the baby cuddles:
Emmy: “My dear, she needs to sleep.”
Gale: “I know, I know. It’s late, but I really want to just peek in there and make sure she’s alright. Maybe there’s an off chance she’s awake and I can just snatch her up and hold her. I love her so much.”
Emmy: *smiles*