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Elizabeth always thought she would be the fun parent. It wasn't that Peter wasn't fun, but he had a certain... fear of children that led her to believe that he would be the strict disciplinarian, if only because he wasn't sure of any other roles. His father had been strict, and though they'd shared an interest and love of baseball, Peter and his dad didn't seem to have much else to talk about. To make matters worse, Peter's dad had worked a lot when he was young, and they were never very close after that.

Peter's mother had done her best to pick up the slack, but she'd also had to work, which left Peter alone much of the time. Where Elizabeth had her sister for companionship, Peter had been an only child.

The last month of her pregnancy, Elizabeth had fretted over this and actually made a list of things she thought Peter and the baby could do together to bond as their son grew up. She didn't expect Peter to be smitten right away. He often got up in the night to change diapers or bring the baby to her while she was nursing, and he found his own ways to bond with little Neal, which included watching Yankees games together but also included baby massages and belly time.

The years moved quickly, and Elizabeth often found herself in the role of disciplining Neal and sometimes also Peter when he instigated some sort of crazy playtime game that left them with a broken bedroom window or grass stains all over Neal's new jeans. More than once, she'd had to bite her lip to keep from laughing at them both while she was giving them a stern talking-to.

Elizabeth bonded with their son in her own way and made sure to balance her punishments with rewards for good behavior and manners. It was clear from an early age that Peter was going to make sure that Neal had the best life possible with plenty of opportunities for mischief and fun. Elizabeth wouldn't have it any other way.