Cassidy's POV
That night, after Dave had dropped me and Ryan off, putting Ryan to sleep became an issue. He kept asking a lot of questions about his dad.
“ When will Dad stay with us?” He asked me. We were laying on my bed. Ryan snuggled in my arms, refusing to sleep in his mini crib.
I wrapped him up in my arms as I tried to sleep but he kept throwing many questions at me.
“ Dad has a lot of work to do, Ryan. Let's sleep.” This was like the hundredth time I had told him “Let's sleep.” I tried all the sleep inducing techniques for children that I knew. I patted him on the back rhythmically. I sang him a lullaby. I even kept quiet for thirty minutes, hoping he would fall asleep. Instead I was the one who fell asleep. Then, he woke me up with another question.
“ What does Dad do? Is
