#c.dylan.westwick

[thephoebeyates]

≈ chilled creamery. with @dylxwestwick

Nothing cured heartbreak quite like ice cream. At least, that’s what the rom-coms always advertised. Phoebe had sent a picture of her tub to Damian, because whilst it wasn’t anything nutritional, it was still food. She was off her couch, and she was with Dylan, grateful that her friend made time for her despite how busy her life was. Funny, not too long ago they had been sharing stories about stupid boy stuff Theo and Foster did. And now the thought of the chef, or Dylan’s seemingly-perfect relationship with Nilay’s brother, made her entire chest ache. But she pushed that thought aside, because wallowing was the opposite of her trip to the ice cream shop intended to be.

“Thanks for coming with me. I know it’s silly, but I think if I spend any more time alone I might scream.” She managed to make it sound like a joke, but it really wasn’t. After Damian finally went home the other night, the silence had been suffocating. She had ended up going for a walk, and when she woke up the next morning, just felt like she could function just a little bit more. 

She stabbed into her cookie dough, busying herself with making a dent in the scoop, turning back to Dylan. “How’s work? How are the babies? How’s Theo? How’s just…everything?”

[theromandaniels]

≈ blue harbor public library. with @dylxwestwick

Libraries were the last few places of pure sanctuary on this earth. Open to all, free, people mulling about and minding their business. Quiet. Oh, so so quiet. When the noise of the store got to Roman, he often found himself just leaving mid-shift, deciding that Re-Chording would be fine in the hands of the college kids the previous owner before Roman’s takeover had hired. 

Look, he was nice enough to keep these kids in a job, even if they were ignorant and a bit up themselves. 

It had been one of those days, and he slipped out before another stupid fucking question could be directed his way, walking over to the library, grateful for the bright sunshine warming him through the small journey. It meant more families would be outside today, and not ruining the sacred serenity of the library. Still, it wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows as he beelined straight to his preferred non-fiction section, finding that the biography of the artist he had been reading about wasn’t on the shelf. After consulting the librarian on duty, he found that it was the only copy they had, and whilst they could request another one, it hadn’t actually been checked out yet if he wanted to wait and see, meaning the status was left up in the air, but the book hadn’t gotten far. Roman decided to find out who had it, see if there was a way he could obtain it for an hour or so. 

The only reason he didn’t check it out himself was simply the reason he liked being at the library: everything outside these walls was loud and distracting,and  taking it home or buying his own copy when he could find respite in the library seemed counter-productive to his needs. Also, he wasn’t that up himself to admit he’d probably rack up quite a few late fees as well. Eventually, scanning the tables rewarded him, briefly recognising the brunette who had the book on her person, remembering speaking to her a long time ago about music and art. “What are the chances you’re just holding onto that before another book catches your fancy?” He asked when approaching her, “Or is that book absolutely vital to whatever you have going on?”

[archived-thecjwelford]

≈ waterway diner. with @dylxwestwick

He was hoping to catch Tefi before she headed back to Philly for a few days, just because she had tried implementing some sort of order to the apartment and now CJ couldn’t find his sneakers. However, still reeling from excess partying and jet lag, it had turned out that the racer had missed Tefi by a good day (and felt immensely bad he hadn’t seen her in the small living space she called home). So instead, he just ordered a burger and decided to chill, no point the trip to Waterway Diner being a wasted one, after all.

As he took a big bite of his double XL burger, he spotted the familiar top of a familiar head and, not caring about the other diners enjoying their evening meals in the relative quiet of the eatery, stood up on the old vinyl booth, waving manically. “Dyl! Dylan! Hi!” 

[themadisynhuang]

The Nightmare Before Christmas was one of those movies that Madi surprisingly had a good memory for, grinning widely at the idea. "I can see it, you'd make an excellent Sally." And that wasn't even a lie, more of an honest observation. When asked about her own costume history, Madi's smile softened, a sense of bittersweet nostalgia washing over her. "I mean, it's basic as fuck but a few years back my ex and I did the Joker and Harley Quinn. Margot's Harley, which is pretty sexy." Not Madisyn's first pick, but back then it was Dom's way or the high way.

"Mmhm, that's why I went more classic Halloween I think. Just fun!" That and she thought a twist on an iconic holiday staple would be a sure-fire way to earn her some points with the judges. Now her mouth no longer felt like cotton, Madi could taste just how awful the beer was, pulling a face. "Well, see you on stage babe when they announce the winners! If you excuse me!" And she went on her merry way to get herself a better drink.

End.

Dylan found her smile spreading at the compliment and nodded, "Yeah, I thought so too! My partner wanted to do somethin' Nightmare Before Christmas related which also would've been fun too and we could always do that one next year." She shared as she felt like maybe before then she would have time to actually watch the movie for her to understand the costume idea. Nodding along, the other woman was totally right, Dylan couldn't even recall if she had ever really done a sexy Halloween costume. If so it was definitely not since she moved to Blue Harbor, her costumes have been mostly just cute and fun. "Yeah, I think the closest I've gotten to sexy in the past few years was either when I was Buttercup from Princess Bride or Rosie the Riveter. But I wouldn't classify those really as sexy. What about you? You've got like a very outfit you've done in recent years?'

To say that Dylan was shocked when the woman just plucked a beer from someone else to drink it would have been an understatement. She had no idea what took over the woman, who definitely seem the type to want to share germs. She didn't know if she should ask her if she was okay or not. "Right, yeah I mean why not! I just kinda enter in every year at this point just 'cause. I don't actually ever pick somethin' that I think will win, but it's fun just to participate."

[thephoebeyates]

> The People's Pierogi. For @dylxwestwick

With the sun shining, Phoebe decided to take advantage of the nice weather, and to her personally, no better way than with some delicious dumplings in a place where it was outside seating only. Feeling like she hadn’t seen Dylan around, she invited the art curator to join her, because good dumplings were only matched with good company, after all.

“So, how’s everything? How’s Theo? And Nana?” She asked as she collected her food from the stand, sitting opposite the other brunette on the benches provided.

[thephoebeyates]

The video was cute, and Phoebe smiled along to the faces of the toddlers on screen, though Dylan's comment about Nilay had her thinking about an interaction she shared with one of the Egyptologist's friends not that long ago about her schedule. Perhaps she was focusing on it to escape from her own problems, but regardless of her own heartbreak, Phoebe's concern for her friends would never subside.

"Yeah, but she's always been busy." Phoebe explained, brushing it off because the last thing Dylan needed was to be concerned over yet another person. "I said I'd try and visit this week, she wants to check in, y'know with everything..." The intern trailed off, still feeling the sensation of her throat close up everytime she thought about what happeend with Foster. "Um, thanks Dyl." Ice cream abandoned — no longer being able to stomach the sweet taste —she picked up the container to move it to the trash, standing as she did. "I better get back, to Misty. But it was nice seeing you."

Things would be okay, she decided. They had to be, even temporarily, her goal focused on figuring out why Nilay was overworking set into her head, distracting her from the mass emptiness of the apartment as she headed home.

End.

Dylan was blissfully unaware of Phoebe's internal monologue about her childhood and her relationship with her mother. Had she known just the smallest amount, she would have refrained from saying anything. It took her quite a few moments to finally find the video she'd taken.

The babies were in their little bouncers in their very lived in living room, Lysander squealing and babbling as Leda talked over him reaching out towards an off screen Theo who was nowhere near close to her. She loudly and almost frantically was yelling, 'Dada, dada, dada, dada, DADA.' When he finally moved closer the smile on her face was one of the cutest reactions in the whole world, objectively of course.

When Phoebe listed off all of Nilay's responsibilities, she nodded in agreement with just how overwhelming it seemed like their mutual friend had been lately. "Yeah, I mean even though we work in the same place, it's like I hardly get a chance to see her. She's always got somethin' goin' on work-wise. I can never really keep track of what she's up to, but it feels like other than when there's family stuff goin' on, she's always in her office."

[themadisynhuang]

That was admittedly a cute idea, and Madi felt her heart uncharacteristically constrict at the vision. She had always been neutral to negative about having her own children — as someone raised by two people who didn’t give a shit about their kids, she knew how it felt to not be 100% wanted after all — and her years-long relationship with Dominik all but assured her time on the matter was wasted. True, it wasn’t necessarily too late if she did, but it also wasn’t something she ever wanted to do alone, and yet the point of her being in Blue Harbor was self-imposed exile to atone for her actions in LA.

The depressing thought hit her suddenly, throat feeling dry, looking around to see if there was anyone’s drink she could swipe to get rid of the tightness she felt. “Um, that is super, super cute.” She responded, “And like, I guess Halloween doesn’t need to be sexy, just kinda how the tides turned.” Someone in a mummy outfit walked by clutching a beer bottle. She grabbed it and shooed them away, taking a heavy chug. There we go, much better. “I mean, might as well!” The air of nonchalance, if she did say so herself. “It’s my first Halloween in Blue Harbor so need to check it off the list, huh?”

"Oh, I'm a fruit salad. My kids were a bunch of grapes and an apple and then my partner is dressed like a pomegranate." Dylan shared as if that information would sway her into thinking that the costume was to her liking. She felt the group idea was adorable nonetheless and honestly she didn't mind the idea of someone else critiquing her for how she looked. To be fair she was unsure of the fact that Madisyn was doing that, considering she didn't even know the woman.

Dylan was unsure if she would put herself in the confident and sexy category for this costume. "It's...I mean I would say I feel silly more than anything? I definitely don't think I was goin' for sexy with this costume." She rarely if ever thought sexy when she was choosing a costume or something to wear. She was unsure why the competition really mattered, Dylan was still not even sure if she was going to do it. "Uh, yeah I'm havin' an alright time? What about you? Your costume looks good, are ya enterin' in to the competition?" From what the woman in the witch costume had said, it sounded like she had thought it was dumb, but Dylan felt like it didn't hurt to ask.

[thephoebeyates]

She scooted closer to Dylan as she got her phone out to find her the video, happy that the art curator was willing to share. Nothing quite cheered people up like cute baby content, with th exception of cute animal content. Baby animal content, the top tier of mood boosting resources. She refrained from snorting at Dylan's theory of why Phoebe was an only child, because she was just being nice, and in all fairness to the mom of two, she didn't exactly know. Phoebe kept her mouth shut about the disaster that was Lisa Yates, and with the exceptions of those knew her growing up, all knowledge was swept under the rug. Out of embarassment, maybe. Because she didn't want people's pity, definitely.

But at the end of the day, Dylan's comment rang kinda true. Except it wasn't Phoebe's shadow Lisa had been concerned about, just the idea of another body that would be stepping out of hers.

The thought of her mother almost made a good distraction from her heartache over Foster, until she heard him scoffing in her head, telling her to 'grow up' not long before he stormed out of the apartment. Suddenly, the ice cream she had been mindlessly eating tasted sour in her mouth. That said, she kept a brave face, laughed at the appropriate moments, and managed a smile that matched Dylan's at the topic of Nilay.

"Well, I don't envy her. Between Hattie, Rhi, Eli, and all the extra musuem work she seems to be picking up, the last thing I'd want if I was in her shoes right now would be my brother's....ambitious home designs run past me." She laughed, though her brows did pinch momentarily in concern for the historian.

When Phoebe admitted that she needed the distraction, Dylan nodded in understanding. She had literally gotten a whole other job for a small stint to distract herself a few years back. She chose just to acknowledge with just the nod though, not wanting to make Phoebe feel like they were going to need to focus on it unless she wanted to. "I do! I sent one to my mom and sisters of them and she said it in that video." Dylan shared, putting her spoon into the ice cream cup and pulling out her phone to scroll to find the video. She chuckled and shook her head at Phoebe's dig at herself. "Or you're just too perfect, she didn't want another baby to feel like they were in your shadow." She turned the perspective around, although she didn't know much about the relationship that Phoebe had with her family as it wasn't something they'd talked a whole lot about. "I said just about the exact same thing, Phoebe." She shared with a laugh as she was so glad that someone voiced the same concern she'd voiced. It made her feel much less like a party pooper. Grinning at the mention of Nilay, she gave a small shrug. "I think the best way to put is that we balance each other out. Though I'm sure Nilay is glad to not be the one havin' to say this stuff to. I'm sure he still shares grand ideas with her though before he shares 'em with me at times."

[thephoebeyates]

“The fall, huh? I’ll keep that in mind.” She considered, couldn’t help the little smirk playing on her lips when Dylan mentioned the difficulty of vacation time in the restaurant industry. “It definitely helps that I’m not shackled to a schedule, but, if I give him enough notice he usually does as he’s told and gets the time off.” Not that they had many vacations, and truthfully, the times they had been on trips away, were always his doing. Maybe they had learned the hard way about surprises, but Phoebe would still like to take charge of the planning sometime. If not Philly, maybe another out of state trip in the future.

“I’d love to come by sometime, see them again.” It was funny with babies, every so often it was like re-meeting them all over again, having grown so much in just a matter of weeks. She finished her last bite of pierogi, gesturing with her head. “Wanna walk this off whilst the weather’s still good? I’m not in a rush this afternoon if you’re not.” After all, time with friends was few and far in between these days, might as well take advantage of it.

End.

"That would be amazing!" Dylan encouraged as she had loved her time that she'd visited Philadelphia. It was both similar and vastly different from Manhattan, but it was still exciting and she thought that Phoebe and Foster would both love it a lot. "I hope ya get to do it in fall, it's the perfect time to go there in my opinion. 'Cause their winters can be just 'bout as brutal as here and their summers can be boilin'. But I guess with bein' in the restaurant industry it's hard for Foster to really know when the best time to take vacation, huh?" While some jobs would take federal holidays off, restaurants generally stayed open for all the people who were on holiday to come visit.

Dylan laughed softly at the mention of midlife crisis. "I appreciate the consideration, 'cause I really don't know if I need that when I got other types of crises to muddle through." She teased, remembering when she had heard that quarter-life crises were a thing now too. Though she was a little past that point and more was in a 'I have children who will continue to grow' type of panic. "Oh gosh no, I don't know it's still hard to tell for sure. Leda has my eyes, both of 'em seem to have lil curls which is unsurprisin' since both Theo and I have wavier hair. But I don't know it's hard for me to tell who they look most like." She felt like they both were so beautiful and had a mix of both herself and Theo. "Next time you come over ya can see for yourself, or if they're not there then at least we'll have thousands of photos to show." Dylan wished she was joking, but considering every moment felt significant there were at least a hundred photos they took in a week sometimes.

[theromandaniels]

Roman was lucky in many ways. He simply had the time to ‘hang around’, as it were. Sure, going to a private school in his youth meant there was less leeway when it came to his academics, but he also was extremely privileged and never had to work for his keep, and his music theory classes at university were on a couple of days a week, if that. When the band was at its biggest, and most of his time was being eaten by touring and rehearsals, even that still felt like leisure time. Because he was lucky enough to have stumbled into something he loved, before it was all taken away from him…

Roman didn’t come to the library for this train of thought to make tractions in his mind like this. Diving into the book he came here for would be the only thing that’d help. “Well, hopefully you get some free time soon.” He told Dylan. “Maybe if I get it finished before you go, I can hand it back?” A gesture, if anything, but even Roman could offer something as simple as that.

Dylan couldn't help but let out a small laugh as he confessed to not having a copy on hand. Or rather he may have a copy but he had no idea where it was. "That's alright, I'm sure I could find it either if it's on the app or online." Everything was so easily findable which was both a blessing and a curse. Dylan was of the mindset that she enjoyed the search for things. Whether it be artists or art, music, good spots to eat, she liked the idea of happening upon them. However she was living in an age where spontaneity in these things was a bit spoiled by everything being already online. She gave a small shrug at his comment. "Nah, you're all good, I wish I had more time to hang around." Dylan's tone a bit wistful as she could think of ten things she really needed to be doing right about now.

[thephoebeyates]

In truth, there was little action going on for her in the Blue News offices. There had been no offer of letting her write an article since her review of the local musical, and the only journalist who really gave her anything meaningful to do was Rachel, but the intern guessed that even she had to be careful to not overstep lest she get on Deb’s radar. And Phoebe didn’t blame her, no one wanted to deal with Deb. “Trust me, it’s fine. I could, um, use the distraction.” Because working herself to near death to avoid confronting her messy feelings had worked so well in the past. 

“Oh that’s adorable, have you got any videos?” She asked, offering Dylan a sincere smile. It was small, barely curved her lips, but it was genuine all the same. “Ha, that’s probably why my mom never had any kids after me, I was too much of a yapper, it wouldn’t be fair.” She joked, the subject of her mother as a punchline coming rather easy to her for once. “A vineyard? In Illinois? Do we have the climate for such a thing?” And also, weren’t they like super-huge? “God, Nilay must be glad you’re in Theo’s life, to deter him from this decisions. As creative as they are.”

"Oh I will definitely take you up on that offer, though I don't want you to feel like I'm takin' away from your job." Dylan loved having Phoebe around the museum and definitely had been one of plenty people who shared that if she ever wanted to come back she could. But, all that being said (or rather thought,) Dylan just wanted her friend to be happy at whatever it was she was doing. "I'm sure we'll need some extra hands for the gala or soiree or whatever it is that they decide to call it." She shared with a soft chuckle, the details still were ironing themselves out.

It was objectively very cute, Phoebe was absolutely right. "Yeah, I think when we were at toddler story time the other day at the library though, the librarian was laughing her butt off as Leda looked her straight in the eye and called her dada." Dylan shared, not necessarily sharing this to cheer her up, but also hoping to cheer her up. "But yeah, I'm not too worried about Lysander, it's hard to get in a word in edgewise when his sister is such a talker." She joked a bit as she felt like of her two children, he was going to grow up to be a bit more softer spoken. She felt herself blush a bit as Phoebe pointed out that they were going to be somewhere fancy. Dylan really didn't like having this type of guilt and relationship with money, and of course she had gone and gotten knocked up and fallen in love with a man who came from a rather well-off family. "Yeah, honestly, every day it's somethin' else. He has this big idea, and we talked through it, but then he'll just pop into the kitchen while I make coffee and then ask if we should add a vineyard." She says with a shake of her head as she knew this wasn't quite relatable content, however it wasn't all that familiar territory for Dylan either. "Thank ya, seriously. And y'know the same is true here for you too."

[thephoebeyates]

Though definitely not a seasoned traveler herself, Phoebe’s ears did perk up at the idea of a road trip, something she had a limited experience with. Random trips to other Illinois towns a couple of hours away with her mom and her latest boyfriend of the week, the trip to Michigan with Foster that — not to sound dramatic — changed the entire trajectory of their lives. “Foster and I have been talking about heading to Philly, only a few hours away from here. It’s just trying to find the time.” And it wasn’t even like they were on the same level of busy as Dylan and Theo, having no other responsibilities except Misty, who’d either come along with them or have a whole host of babysitters on offer. But with his long hours, and the random assortment of work she was assigned each week, it had been hard for their schedules to align.

“Apologies, definitely don’t want you to have some form of midlife crisis before you even reach it!” The apology was sincere, even if delivered with a playful wink. “Little human copies? Is it like in the cartoons where the girl looks like the mom and the boy looks like the dad? Or do you think  there’s an even mix of features?”

Dylan tilted her head towards Phoebe, finishing a bite before answering. "Exactly, so we're just gonna be relaxing and takin' it easy." She hadn't asked Theo yet if he wanted to take the twins to visit his biological mother yet. When they had been there the year before, she'd met the woman briefly though she knew very little Greek, she could see that Theo had inherited her eyes and lips. They still had time to think about it and no matter what decision he made, she would respect it. The reminder Phoebe gave about their whole life being ahead of them and they could explore whenever was a good one to keep in mind. "Gosh, it's pretty wild when ya put it like that, but you're right. And I just can't wait to show them places and I mean Theo is really the world traveler here so I can't wait to go to the places too since I really haven't gone a whole lot of places. Who knows, maybe a road trip too." The world was their oyster and she couldn't be more excited to experience this all. She tried her best to think of these possibilities rather than hardships that could happen.

"You're not wrong there, Phoeb. You're definitely not wrong there." Dylan had not actually gone to therapy ever, though had briefly considered it after her father passed a few years back. It had taken quite a toll on her, but she still had hesitated to go, maybe scared or shy as to what they would tell her about herself. But she was still funnily enough a proponent of it. Her eyes grew wider as Phoebe sped through their whole childhood in a matter of moments, Dylan laughed. "Now you're soundin' exactly like Theo. I would like to not blink and be in my fifties. But they are gettin' big and as he so awfully puts it, lookin' like lil human copies of us."

[themadisynhuang]

This girl was supposed to be a banana? Madi thought she was just wearing a fugly, ill-fitting yellow skirt. Also who dressed as a banana for Halloween? Sure there was some sort of sexual element to the fruit, but it was hardly sexy. At least in her witch’s costume, Madi oozed allure. “I mean, like, it looks like you’re missing something, babe. Don’t bananas come in pairs usually?” That would probably fix the issue, a second banana, becoming a bunch.

Fuck, banana no longer seemed like a word to the influencer. “But also, like, if you feel confident and sexy, it’s just a dumb little competition.” A dumb little competition she had to win. “Because you’re so right, babe. It’s all fun! You having fun?”

Dylan having a night to have fun was definitely needed and she was loving seeing everyone in their different costumes. There were lots of clever and some that were references she did not quite get but they still looked so good. Halloween had in recent years become her favorite season and it had to do with Theo. Tonight they were slightly matching, they'd been a whole fruit salad family earlier in the night. They mostly walked around just to look, the twins still a little too young for trick or treating properly. Figuring that it would be fun to just check out the rave afterwards had been for tradition's sake with Theo. Another milestone year for them, almost their first year of being parents.

She had enjoyed her costume for the evening, something different than what she'd done the past couple of years. Mostly she'd been a character of some kind the last handful of years, so it was fun to be doing a family costume. Dylan looked down at her outfit as the other woman commented on it. "Ya don't think they'll think I look enough like a banana?" She asked as she looked down at the fabric she'd made to look like a peeled back banana, she'd found it clever. "I mean I was thinkin' 'bout it, but I hadn't made up my mind yet. I just thought it might be fun." Dylan gave a noncommittal shrug, feeling like she was not planning on winning.

[theromandaniels]

All his issues with Blue Harbor, Roman had to admit it was never because of a lack of like-minded individuals. He remembered from his own university days, how much stock was put into the various arts programmes in the local college. A lot of towns seemed to care for sport or science, but Blue Harbor truly was a place for the creatives. “Oh, well, I’d say I’d lend you a copy, but I haven’t read it in a while so I'm sure where it got to.” Probably one of the many items that got lost in his move back from London to Illinois. He supposed he could look for it when he was back home later that month, but didn’t voice any promise to Dylan. “Oh, I mean, I don’t want to take the book and your table. You’re more than welcome to stay put, or come back.”

"I think you're right, one of my favorite things when I was in school was learning 'bout the context of the world around the people who were creatin' the art. Because people may try to argue that it has nothin' to do with it, but has everythin' to do with it in my opinion." Dylan shared as she felt rather passionately about things like this. She liked also hearing other people's perspectives and arguments towards why something either succeeded or failed. "I have not, I don't think I'm familiar with that. That sounds fascinatin' though!" She shared with a smile of excitement, because from the sound of it, it sounded rather informative. If she was being honest, she was pretty easily influenced in book recommendations though considering she really didn't have many of her own. "I'll have to write that one down to look up, thanks." She shared with a soft smile as she brushed a bit of her hair behind her ear. "Would you like the table too? I need to go head over to the kid's section to actually do what I came here to do."

[thephoebeyates]

“Well that’s what vacations are for right? Taking it easy?” Not that Phoebe would know. The one vacation she had was the weekend away in Michigan, which was relaxing after the rather rocky start, but still, not like ‘laying on the beach in the hot European sun’ nice. “And you have the rest of your lives to take them exploring, properly.” It was funny, in a way, that babies ensured some sort of security and absolutes in the future; that no matter what, Dylan had Leda and Lysander to take on these adventures.

Taking another bite of the dumpling, Phoebe shrugged. “I think everyone could benefit from a little therapy!” She knew how hypocritical she was being, but in her defense, at least she was self-aware about it. “Even cats. But we’re going to try it his way first.” Nine times out of ten, Foster had been right about the few, miniscule issues they had reached an impasse at. Though the tenth time was, and would always be, how Earthwave was overpriced for what it was, and if she saw that $10 garlic powder in her cabinet again, she was lobbing it at his head. “I can’t believe how big they’re getting. Soon their birthdays will be here, then before you know it, they’ll be heading off to college.” 

"We may do a bit of explorin' but I don't want to tire out the twins, they'll be around eight months when we go. So we can plan only so much since they're still pretty unpredictable as far as how much they'll be able to take." Dylan and Theo had done plenty of exploring last year around the country, but this year would definitely be different. She loved thinking back on that trip, because they'd definitely cherished every moment they could when they'd still been just the two of them. And from what Theo had shared, it had been the start of his realization that he had feelings for her too.

She appreciated Phoebe's words, because there were times where she'd seen moms be shamed for letting others help them. Pointing to it like a failure at motherhood. But Dylan knew it took a village to take care of children and was happy to be part of other people's village and they to be part of hers. "Oh yeah that actually may help, though the therapy is always another option." She laughed when Phoebe admitted that Foster may think she was being extra because of it in so many words. Dylan shook her head at the teasing, though there was a clear smile on her face. "Oh yeah, the tiny headphones are pretty adorable, but then again Leda and Lysander are just about adorable in anything and everything. I can't blame ya in the least."

[thephoebeyates]

The museum sounded busy in the best way possible, and she wondered if Nilay’s end had a similarly packed schedule. Would it be fair to bring up her concerns about their mutual friend — who happened to be Dylan’s colleague and basically sister-in-law — at this time? Or would it look like she was deflecting? “That sounds insane, honestly. I’m glad things are good there. And if you ever need any help, let me know!” 

“That’s super cute, and I’m sure Sander will catch up in no time,” She assured, even if it didn’t seem like Dylan was too concerned. But again, the other woman knew more about babies than she did. “Oh, damn, fancy. What did Theo even want to add? Like a…ballroom?  A giant swimming pool for you all?” She teased, the only house she had seen in that area being Saul’s, which was sure didn’t possess those amenities. “I can imagine it’s stressful, but like I said, I’m always here.”

"Of course, we don't have to talk about it though." She reassured as she took another bite before answering Phoebe's question. "Well we've got one more big exhibit comin' up in November and then they wanna do some type of celebration near the beginnin' of next year with a new exhibit, then I think they wanna try to do somethin' next summer that would be a whole museum project." Dylan shared, missing Phoebe's presence at the museum, though it was nice sharing all the news with her and updates.

"Her first word is dada, which just isn't surprisin' since she's such a little daddy's girl. But the thing she is callin' everything dada." She chuckles a bit feeling like it was rather amusing watching Leda. "Not yet, Sander is still babblin' but no real words yet." Lysander had always been a little behind his sister, relatively it was not extremely concerning since he was still in the timeframe, but it was interesting to have one baby saying words and the other was not. She smiled, unsure if Phoebe really did want to come over or was just being polite. "We're buildin' in Oak Gardens, we have the blue prints and everything and Theo finally has stopped tryin' to add more and it's goin' alright, just a lot of stress."