He had seen Robin around. "I think she looks like both of you." She was to pretty to look solely like Robin. But then he wouldn't have said his daughter had looked like him either. Though others had said just that. He looked from the baby to Marian, and back to Katie.
After a moment he had to chuckle, he felt a bit of warmth spread through the diaper. Just before the smell hit him. "No wonder she was fussy." Moving over to their changing table, he asked. "Do you mind if I...? Or would you prefer...?" He nodded toward the diapers. It had been quite a few years since he had changed one, but it was like riding a bike... And he had never been one to shy away from changing even the smelly ones.