KAYLEE
Not bothering to respond to his question, I turned on my heels and rushed back into the kitchen, not caring that Axel was right behind me. My only concern was to ensure my son was okay.
In the kitchen, I immediately understood why Zeke was letting the entire building know his displeasure.
Somehow, my son had managed to twist in his high chair and was now stuck with both his legs in one opening while his face was pressed into the back of the chair.
“Zeke!” Alarmed, I ran to him and carefully pulled him free before running my hands all over his small body to ensure he was okay.
Although he was now free, Zeke wasn’t happy. He let out another wail and struggled in my arms, forcing me to tighten my grip. “Hey. Hey, calm down sweetie.”
But he wasn’t calming. Within a minute, I wa
