"What did she do, Grey?" I ask him again and that calms him down. Grey has a tendency to overreact at times.
Ana is still crying.
"Hey baby, let's get to drink some water and then you can lie down beside Carol and take a nap, okay? You must be tired with all the crying." I tell Ana who ignores both of us.
I pick her up and go to the kitchen to get her a bottle of water. She is younger than Carol when she is on her headspace and that is why I don't want to give her a sippy cup.
We come back with Ana in my arms on the couch. Grey turns around to leave, I presume.
"Don't you dare step out before you tell me what made you that mad," I tell Grey solemnly. He runs a hand through his hair but stays otherwise.
I put the bottle in Ana's mouth and she refuses to drink, pushing the bottle away
