[Comprehensive British and American] Bat Parenting Encyclopedia

You are all very incompetent

There are many difficulties on the road to parenting, different ideas, and even a trivial disappearance can easily lead to family conflicts-just like Jason and Damian who want to go to the Batcave to "practice" because of differences in sleeping.

However, on the other hand, parenting will also allow the two sides of the family who were originally tit-for-tat to abandon the old hatred, share the same hatred, and regard obstacles in the way as a common enemy, making the family united unprecedentedly.

To a certain extent, this is also called "children are the glue of the family"...

Just like now, the baby is crying, crying and not sleeping, falling into an endless cycle of crying more and more sleepy, and the more difficult it is to fall asleep, this makes Damian and Jason's fighting head portrait It was like being splashed with a ladle of water, and it was completely extinguished.

——There is no need for Ah Fu to intervene.

After all, put the child to sleep quickly, and save the family's ears and old waist.

I saw the baby in Bruce's arms blushing from crying, scratching around with his little hands, even scratching his face.

Ah, it's time to trim your nails again...

Damian was sad, angry, and disappointed.

"Tt, you are all very incompetent."

When Bruce finally put the baby to sleep again and prepared to put the baby in the crib N+1 times, he neatly supported the fence of the wooden crib, and turned over with a light body under the dumbfounded sight of the family Leaping into Helena's little crib—

The baby once again touched the bed and twisted its little buttocks, waved its hands, and was about to open its eyes, but this time with Damian next to it, he reached out and gently patted the baby's little fat leg on one side, while saying Todd The hush white noise that used to be.

Quickly, Tim slipped the pacifier that Helena had been resisting.

The N-pronged approach, the baby just frowned and snorted, clenched his small hands into fists and put them on both sides of his small face, his brows slowly relaxed, and he rubbed against Damian who was lying beside him, his small mouth Sip after sip, finally calmed down by sucking on the pacifier, and fell asleep...

Including Ah Fu, after two hours of intense tension, several big men finally let out a long breath of relief!

——Of course, he let out a long, silent breath.

——Whoever makes a sound to wake up the child at this time will undoubtedly get a mix of Batman Red Hood Red Robin and Butler Man!

What is this inexplicably overwhelming sense of accomplishment?

Wake up!This is not how to manage Arkham well!

Damian, who was curled up in the crib with the baby and didn't dare to move around, conveyed the contempt of "Look, it's up to me" to the rest of you with his eyes.

Baby Helena is lying on a newly purchased wooden baby crib, not the cart bed specially designed for newborns—it is also impossible for Damian to lie on the cart bed.

Jason didn't take it seriously, and only a dwarf like Damian could do it.Of course, he can go in with the light figure of the red hood, but his muscles are too strong and his size is too big. If he goes in, there will be no place for the baby!

(Tim: Jason, are you sure you won't crush this bed?)

Damian saw that the baby seemed to be in a deep sleep—although he didn't know why the little doll had to put on a posture of surrender when he slept, and then he slowly got up, ready to take advantage of the flexibility of the strongest Robin posture, turned out of the crib.

But before his upper body left the mattress—

The baby next to him suddenly kicked his little feet, his little head shook... and made a slight humming sound.

This is the rhythm of waking up!

NO! ! !

The whole family opened their mouths and stretched out their hands to stop Damian's movements, as if they had encountered some catastrophe! ! !

Is this... is there some kind of induction device, baby?

Jason gleefully fiddled with sign language: 【You just sleep in this little bed hahahahaha】

【It's not safe... At least lie down for a while longer, until the baby is completely asleep. 】This is Tim.

Jason continued: [Why don't you just buy you a bed like this?How suitable for your height hahahaha]

Damian: [No!I reject! 】

Jason reached out and pressed Damian's movement to get up.

Damian didn't dare to struggle, for fear of waking up the baby, all previous efforts would be wasted, so he could only shoot death sights at Todd, the damned guy, the most vicious kind! ! !

But his gaze was flickering... Maybe it was because the environment was too quiet, Bruce just watched his son who seemed to be always energetic, his upper eyelids slowly drooped, blinked, and actually... fell asleep naturally up!

What's more, the position of curling up in the crib should be an uncomfortable position in the eyes of outsiders, but it can still sleep peacefully.

Jason was also very surprised. He quickly let go of Damian's hand, thinking that the little man was pretending, but he didn't wake up, and even snored softly...

Hey--

After a while, I have to struggle to get this fart child out!

Let the old guy carry his own son, he won't help!

It seems that since this kid came to Gotham a few years ago, he hasn't slept so early-hehe, no wonder he can't grow taller!

This brat actually looks... quite obedient when he's asleep? !

In the end, Ah Fu took the job and gently carried Damian out and sent him upstairs to his own room.

Based on everyone's understanding of children, it's time to touch the knife from under the pillow when you wake up tomorrow - because the environment when you fall asleep is different from when you wake up, this kid's assassin reflex is very sensitive.

However, Bruce found that he couldn't fall asleep, not because he didn't have a night watch, he wasn't self-abuse to this extent, and Gotham's law and order today was still under control.

The moment he found out that Helena was missing, Bruce hadn't had this kind of panic for many years...

The last time a similar heartbeat almost stopped was when Damian... had an accident a few years ago.

He doesn't drink much, but he still comes to the study and pours himself a glass of whiskey, which Bruce holds in his hand—it's more a gesture of relief than a drink.

Bruce has never been more aware of his responsibilities as a father—and he always fails to live up to that responsibility.

He found a familiar figure by the window—it was Tim who had always made him feel at ease.

The teenager has a glass of wine in his hand too - which makes Bruce frown, Tim is only 16 years old

The boy's other hand was pressing on his temple and rubbing it slowly. From the view from the back, the boy was in quite pain.

"Headache?"

Bruce took the wine glass from the boy's hand.

Tim nodded without resisting, he just took a sip.

"It started from the day I found Helena. It hurts unnaturally." He paused, "I think that person should be me, Bruce."

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*I, Damian, is trapped to death, if I jump from here, I won’t be in this small bed...ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ