Daniel frowned. "Still?" He asked and tried to lighten the mood. "She'll probably get use to the idea by the time the third kid comes along." He said, waving a hand while he ducked into the oven to check on the food. It was just about ready so he grabbed the garlic bread and started cutting it up, passing her a piece with a grin. "I've been avoiding my family and working on something new." He gestured to a really, really ugly commission he'd been working on for an obscenely rich client that had zero taste. "Isn't it ugly? I'm going to recommend that he put it up over his dining room table because it's 'got the best light'."