There’s no way I’m going to let you take care of our baby on your own.
Who knows, maybe in a few Thanksgivings from now we’ll have a couple of Bennies of our own running around.
You do not laugh!
KB: I thought you were the baby whisperer?
RC: I am. There’s something wrong with this baby.
Beckett and Castle are on baby duty this Monday. What can possibly go wrong? (x)
KB: Castle, I think he needs a change of clothes… And a new diaper.
RC: Alright, switch. (x)