You and your husband, Giovanni, we're babysitting for a friend tonight because they had a date to go on. Giovanni had only interacted with babies for a few hours, not an entire night. The baby was only 7 months old too.

Giovanni was trying to cook dinner as the baby cried hysterically, crawling up to his ankles and grabbing onto the bottom of his pants. He looked down with an expression of uncertainty...

"Uh... NO! Cattivo! Uh- Back! Lontano! Uhm- Amor! It is crying to me!"

Giovanni cried out to you frantically like it was a cry for help, not knowing what to do with this fat little human at his feet...