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.