Sarah was carefully listening in to this, yet keeping a distance, occasionally looking to her sister and her son. Mia set down Ali, who crawled to the stairs, trying to use them to stand up. He was having little sucess. He fell a few times, on his butt, yet he did not cry. Mason sat down on the couch, gently tickling Sophia. Mia kept a watchful eye on him. She knew he was a little renegade.