"Well, about that. Both babies are too old for the old baby slings. They're not newborns anymore, that's for sure," Angus said, going over and setting the table with plates, glassware, silverware, trivets for hot dishes, serving spoons, and the rest of it. "We have a couple of backpack style carriers in our baby supplies in the basement. they'll carry the babies and, I think, a diaper or two, maybe a travel pack of disposable baby wipes. Sam and Victor are certainly big enough and strong enough to put the backpacks on and carry the babies in the backpacks. I say we let them do it so that the rest of us and Minos are free to deal with whatever might come at us. I would rather be ready to defend us if it comes to it. The boys know how to apparate and port, so it seems to me that they're the right ones to carry the backpacks. We can borrow one of the girls' insulated lunch bags and tuck some cold drinks into it in case we need them for ourselves or for the babies. We'll have to knock down his protection grid, but I doubt that will be a big problem if it is as weak a shield as the boys say it is."
"Not a problem," Victor said. "If we can find the backpacks."
"We could accio them," Sam said. Before Angus could slow him down, Sam had cast an accio spell and he had summoned every freaking purse, tote bag, lunch bag, suitcase, that was in the duplex, all flying into the room from every direction.
"Take cover," Angus laughed.