"Are you sure she's not teething?" He asked as he reached into the stroller and unstrapped the little girl. "C'mere, baby girl" He said as he pulled her out of the stroller. Standing up, he cuddled the little girl to his chest and began walking around. As he did, he ran his hand over her hair and sang to her softly, much like he did sometimes to put her to sleep. It was always a winner no matter what mood she was in.