Something had activated the crystal, why not salt? Ron thought that it was interesting that the lamp had decided that both he and Deedee were the rightful owners. He wondered if the lamp knew about community property or whether it simply assumed that a wife’s property was the property of her husband. Perhaps because he had paid for the lamp, it considered him the owner as well as Deedee. Ron realized that he could probably ask the lamp for an answer, but it wasn’t worth the effort. The only thing that was important was that the lamp considered them both the rightful owners. From reading the first line of the verse, it was obvious that he wasn’t going to be able to use it to get rich, but that was okay with him. Having a magic lamp to grant their heart’s desires was enough. He could handle the rest by himself. They would have a thousand days of wishes before the lamp sought another owner, whatever that meant. Ron grinned when he thought of the uses he could put the lamp to. He and Deedee were going to have a lot of fun with this lamp. He couldn’t wait to tell her what he had discovered.
Deedee napped for two hours and woke up thirsty. Ron hear her small cries and went into the nursery to see what she needed. He found her lying on her back in the crib, sucking on her toes fretfully. Her face broke into a huge grin when she saw him standing over her crib. She reached out her hands to be picked up and Ron said, “What’s the matter baby girl? Are you wet? Is it time for your bottle?”
Deedee cooed in reply and Ron unlatched the side of the crib so he could check her diaper. He put three of his fingers down the front of her diaper the way women check their babies and discovered that her diaper was damp rather than wet. “You’re not very wet,” he said, ” so you must want your ba-ba. Is that what baby Dee wants? Her ba-ba?”