Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, Evie took his face in her hands as she assured him, "I'm sure. Look, she hasn't said Mommy yet, either. Does that mean she hates me?"

As she spoke, Evie glanced over at her daughter, smiling to see the toddler beaming and gurgling, banging her spoon on the tray of her high chair and looking worlds away from hating anybody.