“Where is Ms. Cates?” the director asked when he couldn't see Annabeth Cates around.

Josh Batton smiled and carefully picked up Candice Batton from the cradle. “She’s still sleeping, but it’s fine. You can start with us first. My wife just delivered not too long ago and needs her rest.”

The director acknowledged with a nod.

“Waah… Waah…”

Candice suddenly started crying right then, making her father panic.

He carefully rocked her in his arms. “What’s the matter, Honey? Hmm? Did you poop?”