collaredexperimentation:

 ?????????? May I ask what slings are?

-He blinked, looking up at her in obvious confusion. Blinking like a child who just heard a new word and was wondering if it was even a word to begin with-

“One kind of sling holds a hurt arm, the other holds babies. I’ll be right back. Luca, no more eggs for the rest of the year.”

Luca chuffed much like a laugh, still carefully holding the eggs as Rebecca went inside the Day Care building to find a couple of slings.