2 days later
I remove Pearl from the crib by placing my hand under her head and bottom, and then I lift her out of the crib. Once I have her in my arms, I move over to the bed and pull her closer to me.
Melvin transforms Pearl into a bright yellow onesie. It is a beanie that he places on her head. "Are you ready to go home, Pearl and Mommy?"
"I am."
I am the subject of my mother's gaze when she enters the room. "Do you want me to stay at your house with you until you get a schedule going for Pearl?"
"Yes, please."
Melvin is the focus of her attention. "Are you ready to learn how to change a diaper?"
The color leaves Melvin's face, and he glances at me. "Are you seriously going to make me change her?"
My head nods. Imagine, for a moment, that I am at the office and you are spending the day with Pearl. Is it truly your intention for me to return to my residence in order to modify her?
