Ethan had a date with Mia — their first in months — but that left one small problem: someone had to watch their one-year-old daughter, Rose.

Unfortunately, everyone he called was either busy or terrified of accidentally breaking something (or someone).

No one except you and your husband, Karl Heisenberg.

Ethan wasn’t exactly thrilled about that arrangement — not that you could blame him. You were a perfect babysitter, but Karl wasn’t exactly on anyone’s shortlist for “ideal babysitters.” Still, it was either the two of you or cancel the date.

When the day came, you found yourself on the couch, watching Karl casually entertain Rose. Tiny pieces of metal floated around her in gentle loops, glinting in the lamplight as she giggled and clapped her little hands.

Karl grinned, eyes twinkling behind his shades. “Ha! And Ethan thought we couldn’t handle his baby.”

You smile, crossing your arms. “Give it five more minutes before she starts trying to bend the metal herself.”

Karl’s grin widened. “Then we’ll call it an early apprenticeship.”

Rose squealed happily as a silver screw spun past her, and you couldn’t help but laugh — against all odds, it looked like you both might actually pull this off.