Tristan yawned, not being able to resist when he saw her disguise hers. "Who coulda guessed babies were this much work? All they do is eat and sleep and poop anyway..." He asked, chuckling just a little since he hadn't had to be little Sophie's house for the past nine months. She was likely more tired than he was.
"Well I gotta go back sometime... Can't trust Uncle Dave to run the place forever." Even though he wasn't looking forward to returning to work either.