She knew from seeing Andy flail his arms and drum his heels on the floor of the playpen with an open mouth and tears rolling down his face that he was having an infantile fit of fury indicating that he was in severe distress but she ignored him. She expected him to have wet and dirty diapers by then. She had muted the sound from the microphones in the teddy bears so she could continue to watch her talk program on TV. She didn’t really need to hear him howl to know that he was upset. The expression on his face told her everything she needed to know.
Krystyn chuckled to herself when she glanced over from her program on TV to the nursery monitor and saw the look of pain on his face. “