"No baby, daddy’s not mean." Evelyn replied, cooing at the toddler. "Don’t say that love, daddy was worried about mommy and sissy." Will pressed one tiny hand on her belly. "That’s right, that’s sissy, huh?" She pushed back his brown curls, kissing his forehead. Her first born nodded against her body as she wrapped her arms around him. "It’s okay, love." Will hiccuped, his tired body finally giving in to sleep like his father did.