As Kimberly put their bottles of formula in a pot of water on the stove to warm, she thought it was a shame that their lunch would be ready so soon. They sounded like they were really enjoying themselves. Kimberly came out of the kitchen and got Ron out of the playpen first. Deedee was such a sweet baby that she knew that she wouldn’t fuss when her playmate was taken away from her to eat. She’d sit happily in the playpen and amuse herself with her toys while Kimberly got Ron fed. Once his tummy was full, he’d be less likely to throw another temper tantrum. He’d probably sink into a sated lethargy after he’d eaten and give Kimberly a chance to get Dee fed.

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