Is her mom intellectually overthinking, with insufficient emotional intelligence?
Henry Sullivan got the support of his mother-in-law, bent down to pick up Ivy Miller, and walked inside while saying, "Let's go, Ivy. Today, Dad will sleep with you, okay?"
Ivy rolled her eyes at her mom and went into the room with Henry Sullivan.
Ivy slept in the middle, with the two adults on either side.
It only took Ivy a few minutes to fall asleep; after all, she's just a child, with few cares.
"Ivy, are you really not going back with me?"
"Hmm, I don't want your mom to say I'm spineless."
Ivy Miller turned to hug Ivy and was also a bit sleepy: "Uncle, I'm going to sleep first."
"Go ahead and sleep." He turned over to watch the big and small sleeping next to him, his eyes filled with warmth, wondering when he could take them home.
When Ivy Miller woke up, Henry Sullivan had already left. She stepped out of the room, and Paisley Golden was sitting cross-legged on the sofa watching TV.
