*Skwawk, wahhh, skwawk, wahhh*
Wotz a witchy ta do wivz a screamingz babyz?
Me: Why don't you pick him up?
NyXy: Why?
Me: He might need changing, feeding or just a cuddle.
NyXy: Fine...
NyXy: scritchy itchy chiny chin chin
Eddy: *gurgle, snarf, snuffle*
Me: See, that wasn't so hard, was it?
NyXy: Fine... but me legz dead.
Me: Put him in a new position, then.
Eddy: *belch*
NyXy: Oooh huh? You got da windeze? *thump, thump*
Eddy: *fart*
NyXy: *giggle* Stinky bummy farty pong. *giggle*
Eddy: Oooh!
NyXy: Wotz?
Eddy: *wriggle, wriggle, squirm*
NyXy: Keepz still, youz be fallin. Okay, waitz a minutez.
*scramble, shuffle, plonk...*
Eddy: *nom nom*
NyXy: Eat da wormz not da dragonz. Silly Eddy.
Ahhh....
Me: That's so sweet. So you like the new baby?
NyXy: Thinkz aboutz it. Now leavez us beez.
Me: Fine
NyXy: Fine
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