A/N: This is starting to be my trademark (long story) but I'm sorry that it's taken so long for me to write another chapter. I have a lot of stories going and most of my other category readers have to wait as long as you have. Some even longer.

"Grace, please don't cry." I said as Grace wailed. She'd been crying since Mary and Laura left for school that morning. Carrie was sitting on Charles and Caroline's bed covering her ears with her hands. I picked up Grace. "Stop it Grace. Quit crying." Grace continued. I put Grace back down in her chair and walked over to Carrie.

"Make her stop." Carrie said. I sat down on the bed next to her.

"I can't make her stop. I've tried but she won't." I replied. Carrie looked at me.

"Maybe she's hungry! Ma is always able to make her stop." Carrie stated. I looked at Carrie.

"Carrie, I'm different than your Ma. I don't have the food supply that Grace needs." I replied. Carrie looked up at me.

"What do you mean?" Carrie asked. This was not the time and I was not the person to explain that to Carrie. I sighed.

"I don't know what to give to Grace to make her feel better." I said.

"Why don't you try to change her? Ma does that sometimes when she cries." Carrie stated. Then the lightbulb went off in my head. That's a great idea, why didn't I think of that? I put Grace down on Charles and Caroline's bed and went off in search of diapers. I found some cloth things that looked like diapers. I took off Grace's dress and immediately got hit with a stench.

"Yeah, she's got a dirty diaper Carrie." I exclaimed and hollered over Grace's cries. After I worked on figuring out how to get the old diaper off and the new one on, finally Grace quit crying and Carrie came out of her hiding spot.

"You're really not like my Ma are you?" Carrie asked. I laughed.

"Unfortunately no Carrie. I'm not like your Ma." Carrie sat in the chair across the table from me. "When does Grace go down for her nap?"

"Well usually Ma puts her back down shortly after Mary and Laura leave because she gets up so early in the morning." Carrie stated. I looked at Grace.

"Well Grace, why didn't you tell me that? That's why you're so cranky right now. Tired as a doornail." I laughed. "Well we'll go down for a nap now and then maybe you'll feel better in a few hours." I put Grace in her bed and she fell fast asleep. Carrie and I climbed into Charles and Caroline's bed to take a short nap with Grace.

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It must have been several hours that I slept because when I woke up I heard noise coming from the other room.

"Who's there?" I asked.

"Oh it's just us Mr. Edwards." I heard Laura say. I stood up and walked into the other room.

"What are you doing home from school so early?" I asked. Laura looked at me rather funny.

"It's not early. This is the time that Miss Beadle usually lets us out at." Laura replied. I looked at Mary. She was feeding baby Grace.

"I could not get her to eat earlier for anything." I said. Mary smiled at me.

"I think I know why. You didn't feed her the right way." Mary replied. She looked back at Grace. Ma and Pa feed her only one way and that's what she's used to."

"Used to? She's six months old. What could she possibly be used to by now?" I asked. Mary and Laura both chuckled at that question.

"I'm glad tomorrow is Saturday Mr. Edwards because I'll be home to help you with Grace and Carrie." Mary said.

"Not me! I'm going fishing!" Laura hollered out. Mary glared at her.

"You are going to be here with me after school. Ma didn't say you could go fishing before she left. She said you had to come back here with me after school." Mary said firmly.

"Aww Mary." Laura said.

"It's okay Mary. Laura can go fishing with her friends if she wants. I remember what it was like to be her age. Fishing is exciting and fun." I replied and Laura nodded and stuck her tongue out at Mary.

"Laura Ingalls! I can't believe you'd do that! Next time you do that I'm gonna grab your tongue hard and pull it right out of your mouth!" Mary exclaimed.

"Well girls, it's decided. What do you guys want for dinner?" I asked. Mary looked at me.

"I can make dinner Mr. Edwards; just let me finish feeding Grace first." Mary said with a smile.