"Ow, no, hair is not for pulling," Lydia said, shifting Daisy to her hip so she could untangle her hair from the baby's fist. She glanced over at the baby seat and saw a tiny stuffed giraffe in it, so she bent to grab it, making it dance in front of Daisy's face.
She glanced over at the computer screen to see what Derek was doing. "You're going to move?"