Will it? Oh, that’s good to hear!
*he mumbles and chews on his hand again, looking out the window*
A: Oh – hey, Maxy, don’t do that! Don’t hurt your little hands, okay? *she gently takes his wrist to pull it away*
C: Sounds like he needs a pacifier too maybe… along with the mittens and the chew toy. Angie, what else do babies need?
A: Oh! Well, Mama gave everyone their own bibs with protection so that we wouldn’t get stains. And then she had those spinny things over our cribs and stuffed animals to be friends with. Though Gama ate mine and I’m still mad at him. *she frowns, remembering her toy* I miss her…
*he looked between Angie and Carlos as they spoke, not really understanding what they were saying, he yawns again, almost falling over this time*
A: Oh! Maxy, be careful! *she holds him closer*
C: *looks in the rear view mirror at the kids* Is he okay? Do you need me to pull over?
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