William never had a problem with tummy time, though Sophie and Benedict always had to make sure he hadn't been fed too recently to avoid him lying on a bloated belly to cause him any issue with his digestion. While his siblings would need a toy or some sort of stimuli to keep them occupied during tummy time, it seemed William could be quite content simply staring at his mama when she was supervising him. That is, until Sophie noticed one day how William never actually looked her directly in the eye during tummy time and that his gaze actually levelled out at -
"Oh my god! Ben?" she called out and her husband came to see what was the matter. "He's eyeing up my boobs!"
"Been there, done that." Benedict quipped with a cheeky grin.
Sophie rolled her eyes before continuing. "Don't you get it? This one's perpetually got breasts on the brain! If he's not on my boobs, he's ogling my boobs, and he no doubt dreams about my boobs! He's obsessed!"
"... Well if that's a crime Soph, then you should lock me up too."
As for Violet, she too enjoyed tummy time though she did tend to kick up a fuss if one of her two favourites weren't keeping her company; Benedict and Charlie.
She groaned and grumbled if William and Alex were sat with her over Charlie, and she positively screeched if she had her mother's companionship instead of her father's.
"Ben." Sophie bit out as she sat with a wailing Violet, having tried for the last five minutes straight to soothe her but to no avail. "Your Princess Petulant wants you."
"Oh, what's the matter hm?" Benedict immediately settled down and cooed at his infant daughter.
In seconds Violet's face softened and her piercing cry fell silent now that her dad had come to her rescue.
"Whatever, I'm going to get dinner on." Sophie sighed in disgruntlement and got to her feet, leaving Benedict behind to besottedly make a fuss of their baby girl.
