It didn't take too long for Beth to decide to take advantage of the rocking chair. Junior's three months old already, and she's never been rocked to sleep. Not in an actual rocking chair, just as well as possible in the cradle of Beth's arms. Or Spike's arms.

This is nice. This is more than she ever would've expected.

But little Beth deserves every bit of it.

Not showing any signs of growing sleepy, the baby turns toward Spike's voice when he comes back in. At the moment it's probably difficult to tell which Beth is smiling at him more.

"Thanks."