Noah nodded his head and smiled, "Mmhmm, its warm mama, you HAS to eat wots of ice cweem and wet me and daddy tuck yous in bed" he smiled, running over to their cabinet full of movies and looking at all of them, waiting for mommy to pick one. Steve wrapped an arm around Sam and kissed her forehead, rubbing her arm with his fingertips and chuckling at Noah, "How 'bout you pick one for mommy?" He offered, and that could be a good or bad thing. Noah looks at all the movies and then finds the one hes looking for, knowing its one of mommys favorites and runs over and hands it to daddy and Steve holds it up to Sam, Sweet Home Alabama.