After Angelica turned a month old she had already taken over Bette and Tina’s lives, she instantly recognized them as her mothers and would cry if they were not near. Alexander instantly bonded with his baby sister and he was proving to be a wonderful brother, godfather and male remodel that Bette and Tina wanted for their daughter. After weeks of learning and studying their daughter, they finally had a sleep pattern down and traded turns caring for their daughter at night. Tina was on leave from work for three months, and Bette decided she would take extra time off, she trusted James could survive without her. But she still made sometime, to drop by once a week to see what was going on. Tina had hired Harrison, Dana’s doubles partner, to be her personal trainer. He had already been working with Lara, so they both bonded over work outs and their children.

They had studied their daughter and found her to be very smart. For only being two months, she was very intrigued by her surroundings. She was very attentive when her mommies spoke and read her stories and wasn’t as fussy as they had predicted. Bette loved reading her passages from her art magazines and studies while Tina liked to sing and play classical music for her. They were having an amazing bonding experience with her but their time off was running short and since Kit was busy running her business and the girls had their own work to be done, they decided to start looking for a nanny.

“So I see here you’ve worked for the same family for almost ten years.”

“Yes ma’am,” the chubby red head answered.

“What was your reason for leaving?”

“Well the children were preteens and their parents thought they were too old for a nanny, even though I served as more than a nanny.”

“Oh,” Tina said, “can you elaborate more on that?”

“Well I used to cook for them, and chaperone their parties, dances, and drove them to the mall or hangouts with their friends.”

“You sound like you’re a great worker.”

“Thanks.”

“So, how old is your daughter?”

“She just turned two months.”

“Oh.”

“What? What’s oh,” Bette asked, worried.

“It’s just that, um, I don’t work with infants.”