"How did she end up in front of my room? Your room is on the third floor." I asked Ben as he placed the baby chair beside the table which he brought from his car. I was going to have my breakfast in the dining room and this baby here decided she wanted to be a part of it.
"I'm just as surprised as you are." He answered, "I have no idea when she got out of the room or how she got to the fourth floor. She's too young to climb stairs right?" He picked Athena up from the table.
"Is she? How old is she?" I asked.
"Eight months." He began to adjust her on the baby chair.
If I remember right, I think some special babies can climb stairs at this age.
"How much of her stuff do you have in your car?" He stepped aside after he made sure Athena was properly seated.
"Not much, a few of her clothes, a pack of formula and," He pointed at the baby chair, "This chair. That's all."
Eight months…
Why is that number bothering me?
