Are you doing?” Barry asked as he walked into the kitchen where Becky was feeding Abby.

“What does it look like I’m doing?”

“We’re going out for dinner,” he said. “If you feed Abby now, she won’t be hungry then.”

“She won’t be awake then,” Becky said with a roll of her eyes.

They had spent a good couple of hours buying toys and then unpacking them and setting them up in Abby’s room. She had never had so many and she was a little hyperactive as her small brain tried to take it all in. It also meant she would crash pretty readily, but Barry probably had no clue...