Oh, The Conversations We Have

Mom was working in the office yesterday when I wandered in, baby in hand and proceeded to tell her the following:

"You know, with you working all day and me sleeping all night it's like she only sees us in cycles. We both make her happy when we're around and can do amazing things (when compared to the abilities of an infant who is not yet even six weeks old). We're like her superheroes!"

I thought about it for a moment.

"Yeah! I am Daytime Dad and you are Midnight Mom" I struck a heroic pose. "Together, we fight cries."