"No problem at all..." Ben said, and he moved to the other room. Anne smiled at him, gently rocking the baby. William laid the table, asking his younger brother to help. Bram stuck out his tongue at his brother and sat down, until his father returned to the room with a different shirt on, and the boy was suddenly up on his feet, helping his brother. Ben tossed the shirt in the basket. The baby was back to sleep in Anne's arms. "How's work?" Ben asked.