Two young men come to a new mother’s aid and help her soothe her c rying baby. After parting ways that day, they don’t expect to see her again, but she pays them a sur prise visit the next day, this time in a p olice car.
It was a te rrible morning for Liz. After she left the pediatrician’s office, her one-year-old wouldn’t stop c rying, and nothing Liz did to calm him worked out. Usually, she could quiet Joe down in a matter of minutes, but he was still c rying after nearly half an hour.
“Honey, please calm down,” Liz sighed helplessly. “Mommy’s taking you home soon, okay? Be a good boy, Joe!”
But Joe had decided he wouldn’t be a good boy, and he kept tro ubling his mom. Liz didn’t know what to do at this point. While she rocked him and strolled on the sidewalk outside the doctor’s building, people were giving her awful stares. “They must be thinking I am a te-rrible mother!” she thought sadly.
Liz was a new mother who had just moved to a new neighborhood in New Mexico. She was already struggling to adjust to her new surroundings, and then Joe wasn’t making things any easier for her.
Her husband was a businessman, and he was often away on business trips, so she had to look after Joe alone. Liz could, of course, hire a nanny, but she wanted her baby to grow around his family and under his mother’s a ttention.
“Joe, see how tall that tree is! Look at those birdies!” Liz said, trying to distract her c rying baby, but it was all for naught.
Suddenly, she heard a voice behind her. “If you don’t mind, ma’am, I can help you,” it said.
Liz turned around and saw two men dressed in greasy clothes. They were somewhat in their late 20s. “I’m sorry. Help with what?” she asked, c onfused.
“Your baby. I can try to quiet him,” one of them offered. “I’m Daniel, and this is my buddy, Kevin. We work at a car repair shop nearby. We were on our way to work and just happened to notice you. May I?”
“Oh,” Liz hesitated. “I don’t know. Joe is being pretty fussy today. I think he’s just going to tro-uble you more. Are you sure?”
“Certainly, ma’am. Hi, Joe!” Daniel said with a smile. “My name is Daniel and this is my friend. Would you like to join us in a game? We’re going to hide and you’ll find us, okay?”
Daniel hid his face with his palms and shouted, “Joe! Joe! Find me!”
“A cop’s car? What’s going on?” Daniel approached the car, but he wasn’t prepared for what he saw next.
Joe was still cr-ying, but as Daniel began to play with him, his gaze was drawn to him.
“Three! Two! One! And you found me!” Daniel uncovered his face and hid it again.
“Oh no! I have to go into hiding again! Joe! Seek me out!” He uncovered his face again.
“And you found me!” he exclaimed, grinning.
Daniel did this three to four times until Joe su-ddenly stopped c rying and stared blankly at him.
Daniel feigned a sad face and pretended to weep. “I want a smile! Joe is not smiling at me, Kevin! Mwawww….Mwawww….”
At that point, Joe began to giggle and clapped his hands in delight. “Heeeheee!! Mawmy! Mawvy!!” he couldn’t stop laughing as Daniel pretended to cry.
Liz couldn’t help but smile at how the men managed to calm her baby, and she was very grateful to them.
“Oh, God! He was fussing so much! Thank you for helping me. I’m Liz, by the way.”
“No problem, Liz,” Daniel smiled. “Do you mind if I hold Joe for a moment?”