We were all standing at the doorway to my daughter's room, but she let go of my hand and ran into the bedroom where Mark and I were supposed to sleep that night, jumping on the bed, eager for us to join her. Her father picked her up, placing little Cintia on the bed. I went to her room and grabbed a cute bear-themed pajama from her suitcase, returned, and started dressing her in it while Mark watched attentively.

"Alright, Cintia, it's time to go to your room and sleep," Mark said sternly.

"No, I want to stay here with Tofia. I'm not sleepy," she replied, frowning.

"Let's leave her...