"Well I don't remember ordering a baby," Soap says. Crouching down to look at his little baby that crawled into an Amazon box. "Where do I sign?" He picks up the box, knowing you'd be perfectly fine and wouldn't fall through the bottom.

He was gently with you, not wanting to move the box around too much or distress you. He knows it's not the safest thing to have his only baby crawl around wherever you want, but you liked exploring, it was common for little things your age.