[Comprehensive British and American] Bat Parenting Encyclopedia

Correction, this is the "Daddy Bag".

To say that one of the favorite activities of babies between half a year old and one or two years old must be being taken out...

Although baby Helena has not yet developed to the age where she is taken home and cried because she didn't have enough to play with (it is said that children over one year old will do this?), Bruce can already see that every time she does not want to eat complementary food When emotional, as long as you take her to the garden, she will immediately calm down.

The baby leaned against the stroller, quietly watching the flowers and plants, and the blue sky and white clouds in the distance, not even eating with his hands.

Bruce sometimes really wonders what is going on in the baby's little head at this time, which makes her so focused and show her thinking life(?) expression.

——If you trouble Professor X with such a trivial matter, will you be beaten back?

Jason once said he had read on a mother and baby forum - that little babies love to go to the supermarket.

The supermarket is a good place to take a walk with the baby - colorful goods, a dazzling array, overwhelming, for the little baby's little brain, the amount of information is exploding.

However, due to the baby's identity as the biological daughter of Batman and the adopted daughter of Bruce Wayne, it is inevitable that she not only becomes the target of the media and paparazzi, but also becomes the target of the villains who try to fight the Dark Knight or earn kidnapping and ransom. chips.

These thoughts made Bruce think more and more heavily, and the more he thought about it, the less he dared to take his daughter out...

Caution almost developed into paranoia, and for a while I felt that there were bad guys everywhere in the world.

And with years of experience as a dark knight, and long-term contact with the evils hidden in the dark corners of the city, beyond the imagination of the general public, Bruce knows better than anyone that there are indeed "bad guys everywhere" in this world.

Therefore, thanks to the "cautiousness" of the old father, the little girl has basically not had the "luxury" of visiting ordinary large supermarkets since she was born.

The only time was when Ah Fu watched the children playing with the same toys every day. He was so distressed that he took her to the supermarket where he often buys food.

From the video sent back from Ah Fu, Bruce saw that in front of the supermarket shelves, the baby was in the old butler's chest with big eyes open, and he kept turning around to look, his round face was full of curiosity and enthusiasm. Surprised, he even reached out to touch all the items Ah Fu brought over.

Ah Fu said that compared to monitoring his adopted son in front of the bat computer, going to the supermarket is a "normal and healthy" early childhood education.

However, as if to prove that "there are bad guys everywhere", Ah Fu lost his mobile phone on the day he went to the supermarket.

This mobile phone is Ah Fu's "ordinary identity" communication tool. It does not involve any confidentiality. If it is lost, it will be lost. It's just that some photos that I didn't have time to save that day can't be retrieved.

The brothers are naturally dissatisfied with this result.

As for the precious photos and videos uploaded by the baby sister in the future, the poor thief was very honored to be greeted one by one by Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, and Robin... These are all for later.

(Thief: I will just steal a mobile phone, what are you doing...)

Of course, Bruce didn't object to Oliver's suggestion of "taking the child up to the watchtower", but he only regretted why he didn't think of it earlier.

Because there is a transmission channel in the Bat Cave, the traffic is very convenient. After waking up from a nap, the baby drank 150ml of milk and started the "one-day tour of the watchtower".

(Go to the universe to play before one year old, no one thinks about it!)

By the time Batman, who was holding the baby in one hand and a mommy bag in the other, stepped into the main operating room of the watchtower, Oliver and little Connor had already arrived.

The walls and floors are almost pure white in the operation room of the watchtower, where all kinds of unmanned high-tech equipment are making slight noises; outside the huge rectangular skylight, there is a mysterious picture of the universe, and the light of the stars is tens of thousands of light years away. The signal from outside, the nebula and the blue earth echo each other...

In such a background environment, Batman with pointed ears in a pitch-black uniform is holding a little baby girl in cream-yellow lace bloomers with a small heart-shaped hairpin in her hair. In the other hand is a lavender Mommy bag...

On the opposite side, Green Arrow with a dark green uniform mask and a dark green hat stands, the baby boy in his hand is wearing a onesie with Peppa Pig printed on the chest, and Thomas the Tank Engine on his mommy bag is smiling at Bruce Ha ha.

This picture, when you think about it, is actually quite inconsistent...

Oh... Green Arrow still has feeding bottles hanging from his waist, three, right where he usually puts his high-tech arrows - who would have thought that this would be a good place for a feeding bottle? !

The two old fathers looked at each other's rustic but very practical mommy bags... showing sympathy for each other and themselves.

Wait a minute, why is the old father carrying the baby, and this bag has to be called a mommy bag? !

It's so sexist, politically incorrect, old dad with no name?

—Correction, this is "Daddy Bag".

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From the beginning of the design of the watchtower, everything is kept simple in order to save energy and space.

Therefore, the main operation hall of the watchtower does not have any extra arrangements, and the console is at a high place, only adults can reach it.

As long as the door is closed, it is impossible for the babies to drill/climb into rooms such as the kitchen and the power generation room. Instead, this place is more suitable for children to play than a big house with various safety hazards.

Think of a big house, with its honesty fireplace, its french bookshelves and its grandfather clock, all of which are dangerous places.

Since artificial intelligence can efficiently process data, the main job of the watchtower's duty personnel is to provide timely feedback on emergencies.So as long as Bruce and Oliver aren't finding work for themselves (as they've always been), they can focus on being with the kids.

The age difference of only two months is a huge difference for little babies.

Compared with baby Helena, who was just able to sit still at six months, Connor at eight months was more flexible—he could already crawl slowly and tremblingly.

Rather than crawling, it is better to say "creep forward".

Connor, who already had two small front teeth, drools more fiercely than Helena.He even hugged Oliver's face and gnawed on his beard...

Perhaps because of his two months of parenting experience, Oliver was more thoughtful—he even brought a foldable climbing mat to watch the tower.

I don't know if Baby Helena still remembers this little brother whom she met two months ago, but she can only see that she is very surprised.If she wasn't crying, Bruce wondered if she was scared.

The posture of sitting up on the crawling mat made baby Helena look smaller, with a big head and a small round body, like a small ball.

The appearance of another living creature seemed to surprise her. With the support of her father who took off his mask, she sat on the climbing mat and looked at the little brother who could crawl around in front of her.

The little brother was tired from crawling, so he sat down and grinned at her.

She didn't smile back, she just looked up at Dad, then back at Little Connor—still not sure what she was thinking.

The little baby's attention span was terribly short, Helena lost interest in her little brother and started scratching her feet instead.

He also broke free from the support of his old father, and lay down on his side—to make it easier for him to eat his feet.

Well...maybe for her, Connor in front of her eyes is not as fun as herself in the mirror?

The two babies soon began to play with each other, and little Connor could sit alone steadily and hold toys more securely.

I saw Oliver take out a long blue jar from his bag, yelled, stretched out his hand to his father, bent forward from the sitting position, tried to climb but couldn't get up, and looked very anxious —Because that jar contains snacks.

Oliver squeezed out a baby puff, smaller than his tiniest arrowhead, and handed it to his fuzzy excited son.

The way the little doll eats is so interesting, the fingers can't be used flexibly yet, the fleshy little hands grab a snack and "squeeze" it out from the gap between the round fists,

Take a look, stuff it in your mouth, inhale, if you can't inhale it, you don't want to breathe, then take it out, and continue inhaling.

Bruce also heard Oliver talk about what his son feeds and eats, and how to grab a bowl while eating complementary food...

Looking at Connor who is passionate about snacks, and then looking at his daughter who is focused on eating his feet and has no interest in supplementary food.

Little fairies grow up with fairy spirit...

If Oliver hadn't said that the snack was only for babies over 8 months old, Bruce would almost have given it to his daughter to try it—anything she could eat if she was willing to eat it.

Oliver scratched his golden beard, "Well... I don't worry much about the child's diet. The nanny is in charge. She also made this snack by herself. She said that snacks can exercise the child's fine motor skills, as long as the amount and the type of food are controlled."

"How many theories are there in raising children now?" Oliver sighed, "That's true, after all, pigs are raised scientifically..."

If it weren't for protecting the secrets of the Batcave, Bruce just wanted to dig the nanny's high salary to himself.

"Ahem——Stark has already made an appointment for our nanny." Oliver couldn't help pinching the child's fleshy little feet.

Considering the diversity of education and the confidentiality of his identity, Little Connor will definitely change his babysitter after he is over one year old. Oliver initially plans to hire a team...

If he had so many up-and-coming adopted sons like Bruce, he wouldn't have to hire so many nannies!

"Well, speaking of Stark, he has been very low-key recently. I haven't seen him on the news for several days." Oliver said to himself while putting toys on the climbing mat.

Bruce's uncharacteristically low-key musings on Iron Man are interrupted by the toy Oliver puts in front of the two babies...

The choice of baby toys by the richest man in Star City... is very surprising.

What the hell is this cardboard box with a hole in it...

Oliver is really wronged.

How could the president of the Quinn Group have no money to buy toys for his children, but no matter how expensive the toys he bought for Little Connor, he didn’t like to play with them, he just liked to play with strange things, such as cardboard boxes, such as adult mobile phones, such as Green Arrow's arrow...

In short, what is dangerous and what is playing.

Bruce thought for a while, and Helena did, too. She doesn't like chewing on specially bought teethers, but bat darts.

At this moment, he suddenly realized a very serious problem...

Wait, how did the topic of Batman and Arrow's exchange change from the situation of the world and the safety of the earth to how many milliliters of milk a child drinks a day and what toys to buy? !

It feels like the soul of the whole person is no longer serious and interesting!

The old father of two (being) widowed children is very bitter.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Bruce: "Charles, Zhenglian has a mission and wants to join forces with you."

Professor X (sitting upright in the wheelchair, serious): "Please tell me."

Bruce (pointing to the daughter who is eating her feet): "I want to know what she thinks every day."

Professor X: "...Farewell."