It is 4:15 A.M on January 2nd, and the family is asleep.*
Imelda: (Is dreaming about a way to keep Coco entertained by a friend)
Imelda: (Wakes up at 5 A.M from her big idea)
Héctor: (Wakes up at 5:40 when Coco was about to start crying)
Héctor: No llores my baby! Papá is right here!
Imelda: (Self talks quietly). I should invite a child for a playdate with Coco.
Héctor: I'll get clean diapers, your bottle, some pacifiers, and some baby lotion.
Coco: (Continues to cry)
Imelda: (Sighs). This is going muy loco.
