Keziah had found the whole situation quite funny. Her father may have been intimidating to most but she knew him as her protector, a jolly man who told bawdy jokes and laughed at the ones his daughter told him, and he'd been the one to teach her how to slaughter the animals they raised and to skin a rabbit. She may have looked like her mother, but Keziah took after her father's personality. Keziah hid her smirk at her father's teasing. Despite making light of it, he'd been serious. He had given her late husband the same kind of talk, although it had been less funny. 

Things passed quietly as William held the baby. After a while her father went to wash up before supper and that gave her time to just watch the man and the baby. Her father would have teased her or been cross with William for taking her attention. She couldn't help the smile that came to her face at the scene before her. Despite him trying to get out of holding her, and looking quite uncomfortable with the small baby in his arms, it was a sweet scene and it made her heart flutter a bit. 

If this worked out, whatever was between them, then he could one day be holding a baby with dark hair and green eyes. When he looked up at her, Keziah's cheeks went a bit pink and she wiped her hands on her apron before showing him how to burp the baby. Keziah had never had children with her husband, he had died long before that could even really happen, but she was friends with quite a few women, who thankfully still lived in Lexington, and they had children. 

"You're doing great. The little one really likes you." She said softly, watching as Rose Anne was burped. She got up to stir the stew and she sighed softly, thinking back to her brother and his wife. 

Outside her father was in a similar state. No doubt he was having a few minutes to cry without anyone else seeing. It was…well it wasn't acceptable for a man to cry, even if his son was dead. He didn't want to be seen as foolish. When he finally stopped crying, he splashed water onto his face and scrubbed his hands in a bucket of water he'd fished up. His thoughts went to his daughter and the man inside. He'd never seen Keziah act that way with anyone. With her husband she had been loud and told bawdy jokes that had even made Edward's ears go red. With the man who had been courting her almost a year before she'd been quiet and withdrawn. 

When he returned into the house, still drying his hair with a spare scrap of cloth, he smiled a bit at what he found. Keziah was showing William how to change the baby's diaper. It was a simple little cloth that they tied around her hips. "Come now, it's just a little urine!" Keziah showed him how to hold Rose Anne's legs up. Babies were a whole lot tougher than they looked. They could handle being held up by their ankles to get their butts wiped. Just before her father had come in, Keziah had been teasing William about being afraid of the baby.