While I looked at Greg, he takes what Helen left. When I looked at him, he diapered, and while feeling Helen still eating, he had come back with a trash bag, and when he put it on the side, he looked at Janet, and while he kneels in front of her, I said, "Janet."
"I don't care," he said, and as I could feel that Helen has done eating, I said, "She will probably need to eat soon."
"Ok," he said while having Janet in his hands, and when she moved her hands to his beard, she grabbed it. When this has happened, she pushed Greg closer, 'so you like it, not for me,' I said to myself while looking at Greg's beard. While I was thinking, he said, "How old."
"Three months," I said, and when Greg looked at me, I was done feeding Helen, and when I put her in bed, I take Janet, and when I started feeding her, I looked at Greg, who was looking at our kids, and then I said, "Helen her name is."
