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Neither Robinbird has real diaper-changing experience, so it can be said that they are on the same starting line.

Tim and Damie were kneeling facing Eden and Abel respectively, occupying two corners on the same side of the cushion, each with a diaper and a pack of baby wipes.

Dick did not know where to find a stopwatch timer and whistle, and even stuffed a red card in his trouser pocket. It really looks like a match referee, what a ghost!Who can compare this!

"In order to save time, I will briefly repeat the rules at the end. You need to complete the three steps of taking off the diaper, cleaning the baby's buttocks, and putting on the diaper. The person who completes all the steps correctly the fastest wins. Taking into account the baby's feelings and making them cry, I will directly give a red card and need to accept punishment."

The babies were not infected by this inexplicably serious atmosphere, and they didn't have any sense of being an important prop in the competition. They turned over and wanted to crawl towards the dolls in the center of the cushion, but they were held down by neither light nor heavy force on their backs. It waved its limbs in vain like a little turtle being held down by its shell.Every time they climbed out a little bit and were hugged back with their chubby stomachs (because the child has no waist), they didn't cry or get angry. Instead, they enjoyed it as if they had discovered a new game when their limbs vacated. Crawl outward.

Dick naturally ignored the extra difficulty brought by the "props", bit his whistle and raised the stopwatch, "3, 2, 1, start."

Press the stopwatch timer at the same time as the whistle sounds.

Tim and Damian turned the babies over at almost the same moment, picked up their little feet, took off the shoes and socks, and unbuttoned the crotch pants.

"There is no mention of undressing in the competition requirements. This is extra timing." Tim pointed out the loopholes in the rules while he was busy with his work.

"Although it's not mentioned, you still have to do it. Of course, if you can make Eden change diapers in his pants, it's not a foul." Dick sat on the sofa with his feet up and watched his two younger brothers busy. They persuaded the fight to be affected instead. The feeling of being a game referee is not very good. He picked up the cookie on the plate and took a bite. By the way, he glanced at the timer, "One minute has passed."

Even Alfred can't change a diaper in one minute!

It is indeed impossible, but it does not prevent him from creating a sense of urgency for the game to his younger brothers.

It's not a good experience to be taken off by someone you don't know very well, especially if the uncles' methods are not rough, they are definitely not gentle. The hand that took off the diaper stopped, for fear that he would really cry out and get a red card.

Damian touched Abel's head and face in the usual way of stroking pets. The soft baby's touch is different from the hair of animals, but it is also very easy to touch. At the same time, he did not forget to tear off the hair with one hand. Fastening on both sides of the diaper.

And Tim, who had been prepared for a long time, took out a small red Robin doll—not the ones brought by the babies. Eden, who was holding the doll, was a little curious. The guy stretched out his chubby hand to grab the dangling doll, and was successfully distracted.

As for the weird question of why Tim is carrying the Red Robin doll on his body, we don't know.By the way, judging from the painting style, workmanship and material of the dolls, it should be the same manufacturer as those customized by Magda.I'm a little suspicious that the two young presidents have exchanged some strange information on weekdays.

Successfully lifted the baby's butt and took off the diaper. Healthy babies are in the healthiest state even when they poop, because they have been fed by their mothers (both breast milk and milk formula), and they have only recently started to eat a little complementary food. The smell is nothing.

They didn't bother to pay attention to the scenery inside the changed diapers. Two uncles held the cool baby wipes in their hands and mercilessly wiped the babies' buttocks. Abel, who frowned when the little ass was rubbed, was the first to protest by crying, and then Eden blushed and cried.

Both contestants fouled off, how could the game continue.

Dick was very interested, picked up the whistle on his neck and blew shortly, "The game is over, both of them failed the challenge. It's a pity that I only prepared a red card, you can make do with it."

After speaking, he handed half of the red cards that had been torn in half to the two of them.

What's the matter with the inexplicable feeling of aggrieved after losing the game for no apparent reason?

If it wasn't for the fear of being caught fire, I really wanted to take a picture of this scene and upload it to share. Today, the time Tim and Damian can live in peace in the same room is far beyond the record.

No matter what, the baby still had to be coaxed, and the diaper had to be changed. The two little birds, who swallowed their anger, changed the baby's diaper and put them back on without complaint, and at the same time threw the red card back to Dick as accurately as a bat dart.

What?Lost diapers?Don't be kidding, it's okay to hit Dick, if he dodges... No one in this family wants to really offend Ah Fu.

Say Ah Fu Ah Fu arrived.

The old butler pushed a small trolley and walked slowly, maintaining the demeanor of an English gentleman.

When the two young masters were holding the baby, they quickly spread a piece of transparent plastic film on the soft cushion, and then handed each of the three young masters a pair of transparent plastic gloves (somewhat similar to the kind that eat crayfish), and briefly introduced the baby. The play of tactile games, this game can exercise babies' tactile intelligence, help them enhance their fine motor and cognitive abilities in the future, and even emotional stability.

Feeling that with the explanation, with the ingenuity of the birds, it will be able to be completed smoothly, so Ah Fu went upstairs to wake up Master Wayne, who had slept too late.

Only the three big ones and two small ones who understand but still don't know how to play are left looking at each other, not knowing where to start.

The only empty-handed Dick put on gloves and brought the two large plates of sweet potato mixed with milk powder prepared by Ah Fu to the center of the cushion. He scraped a little orange-red sweet potato with his index finger and tasted it. It was fragrant, sweet and soft. The taste is very delicious.

Uncle Wow Dick is stealing the complementary food for the babies!

Just kidding, the two big plates far exceeded the baby's appetite, and it was obvious that Ah Fu knew that the three big ones would make a fuss, so he added the extra amount.

Yawning, Tim refused to join the game and lay down on the sofa beside him, closing his eyes and taking a nap.

So Dick and Damian were left sitting opposite each other, each holding a baby in their arms, trying to grab their little hands into the basin.

This time the two cooperated very well, whether it was grasping or pressing, it was done very well. Dick lifted the claws that Eden dug a lot of mashed sweet potatoes to his face. The toothless little mouth took a bite, tasted the taste like a little goldfish bubbling, seemed to be very satisfied with the taste, not only the eyes sparkled, but even the dimples on the cheeks They are all exposed.

After the phased trial was completed, they began to play more boldly. Even eating and playing, the babies' clean clothes were covered with mashed sweet potatoes, and their white and tender faces were stained with little cats. But the two adults were safe and sound, except for gloves. Dip in a little sweet potato mash.

It's hard to tell if it was intentional, but the mashed sweet potato in Abel's hand just let go when Damian held his arm and threw it between Tim's neck and the collar of his shirt.

The young president who was attacked by an unknown person sat up, opened his eyes and stared at Damian without hesitation for a second. The sticky mashed sweet potato was about to slide into his shirt which had been unbuttoned a few times. What was he thinking? Maybe he was not fully awake yet. Like a childish ghost, Tim took out the ball of mashed sweet potato that hadn't slipped off, and threw it on the head of the instigator who was watching the show.

wait tim what are you doing?It's not your character to bully your brother like this, stop it!

Regardless of the persona, do you need a reason to bully your brother?

Sticking to hair is much harder to wipe than sticking to clothes, not to mention the strength of the other party just made the balls of mashed sweet potato explode on his head, and it took a lot of effort to clean it up.There is a saying that a woman's waist and a man's head are untouchable places.For the devil's son, he can't touch his whole body, let alone his head, which is his hairstyle that his father praised (in fact, Bruce will praise you no matter what hairstyle you have...).

The closest weapon at hand was Abel—this one couldn’t be used, so Damian chose the sweet potato mash in the basin as the next best thing, and also attacked the opponent’s hair.

Dick took out the baby who crawled into the basin as soon as no one was pulling him. He was used to this kind of small scene. The younger brother is like two kittens fighting, and the children become childish collectively.

Carry the babies away from the "battlefield", and don't care about cleaning up and changing clothes for the two little ones--it's okay after this, Dick will go back to the living room to stop them after putting down the two babies, the fight is trivial, and it will make this place messy It's not good to be discovered by Ah Fu in such a mess.

The two parents, who hadn't noticed their children being fussy again, were having a normal conversation.

"Based on the amount of exercise and physical energy you spent last night, 12 hours of sleep is not enough, Master Bruce. You can continue to rest after the meal. It is rare that there is no business that requires you to come out in person today."

Bruce sat by the bed and let the housekeeper check the recovery of his wounds. With honey slime, those wounds would heal completely in less than 24 hours, leaving only some bruises that don't need to be taken care of.

But Alfred doesn't think that recovering too quickly is a good thing for Bruce. No matter how powerful a mortal body is, it needs a proper rest, and without injury as a reason, Batman is like really becoming the ubiquitous people in people's mouth. What's more, he is still taking care of his image as the playboy philanthropist Prince of Gotham during the day.

Since the appearance of Magda, Gotham has indeed been visibly changing, like a tsunami, hitting the city with undeniable momentum.On the bright side, these are all changes in a good direction. It seems that Gotham is finally welcoming the sun, but there is a sense of urgency that urges Batman to do something quickly, even though he himself has accepted Magda's advice in terms of behavior. exist.

"Jason and the others left?"

"Master Jason left temporarily due to something. Everyone else is still in the Wayne house, including the two young masters Eden and Abel. They should wait until Miss Magda picks them up after school."

"Dick is taking care of the babies?"

"Master Tim and Master Damian are also there. Master Damian is doing a good job just as he promised, whether it is taking care of the pets or taking care of the children."

"It would be nice if he got a good taste of normal social life at school too. So I should go and see, and hope they don't ruin the living room so quickly."

When Bruce got dressed and was about to go downstairs, the butler who followed him couldn't help but say, "With all due respect, Master Bruce, your actions seem to be deliberately avoiding Master Jason. After returning to this family, I think he should have noticed it a long time ago."

Because of unspeakable guilt and self-blame.

He did not let the clown get the punishment he deserved, and he did send Jason into Arkham with his own hands, and he failed to save the child every time.Even if the other party has accepted to return to this home and keeps a distance that is not far or close, it does not mean that Bruce can get along with Jason as his father with peace of mind.

If you say this reason, you don't need to think that he will be evaluated by the housekeeper. He understands the reason, but it still takes some time to adapt. In order to save a little precarious face, Bruce will certainly not answer like this.

"I think we all need to get used to our relationship, Ah Fu."

Ah Fu guessed something in his mind, but he didn't intend to poke it out, just reminded him a little bit, the current situation is better than expected, and there is really no rush.

Bruce was attacked on his legs as soon as he went down the stairs. The soft attacker grabbed his pants and babbled in the baby's language, and then pulled again, and one side of his pants was successfully attacked twice.

He squatted down and picked up the two babies who were still too cute even though they were sloppy and covered in mashed sweet potatoes. After all, they needed to go back and change their clothes later, so they were not in a hurry.

He turned his head and listened seriously to Baby Eden's "ahhh", as if he really understood, "I see, Uncle Dick and the others ignored you and started playing by yourself, right? Or take Ah Fu prepared toys for you."

Huh?Do you really understand?

The young master doesn't want to take the blame!

Abel nodded as if he understood, and threw himself on Bruce's face to give the handsome grandpa several sticky, slobbering kisses.

No matter how cute the milk-flavored baby was, he couldn't accept being covered with mashed sweet potatoes because of this, the perpetrator still tried to continue eating the food on his face and himself with his small mouth.

This is not acceptable.Seeing that Butler Afu had already gone to clean up those boys, the isolated and helpless Grandpa Bruce could only carry the two cubs back to the bedroom upstairs, and the three of them couldn't wear any clothes.

He successfully stripped off the babies' clothes and never bathed the babies, so he had to find a clean towel and soak it in warm water to wipe off the half-dry and half-sticky sweet potato mash on their arms and faces little by little. Grasp the force well and wipe his white and tender face red.

Fortunately, the baby is more considerate, but he just frowned to express his discomfort, and he adapted well to his whole body wearing only a pair of diapers, so he looked naked at home.

We all know that eating too many sweet potatoes can cause farting, especially for babies who have to poop several times a day.

Bruce didn't care about the first poof, and continued to control his strength to wipe their hands, and the second poof came soon after.

And then poof, poof, poof, poof -

The two brothers performed a duet to grandpa with the sound of fart, and it was still a tasteful duet.

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Finished!A Premeditated Tactile Game of Mashed Sweet Potatoes

Congratulations sir for winning!Hahahahaha