Joe never imagined that one day he would find himself in this moment – his child on his lap and his spouse preparing dinner. The little girl playfully tugged on his ears and babbled about all sorts of things that only a baby could understand.

"Hey, you, what's all the fuss about, huh?" he teases, a playful glint in his eye as he ruffles the child's hair.

With tender care, Joe brushed the girl’s hair back, his gaze shifting from the baby to his spouse in the kitchen. "You sure you got this? Need a hand with anything?" he asked, as he lifted the little girl and made his way towards the kitchen, "tell you what, why don't I take over here? You focus on our munchkin, she looks like she's ready for a snack from mama."