Mama?
The last three days (Thu-Sat) were different and interesting, but I felt like something was missing. Oh yes, I remember now… I hardly got to see mama!
Mama was attending an intensive doula course organized by BABS. This required her to leave home early in the morning and come back at night.
So, in mama’s words, I got to spend “quality time” with papa. In papa’s words, I got “stuck with him” by default. If you asked me, I got both!
We went for walks, did some grocery shopping, visited the library, did some laundry, read books, sang songs, and played games. Basically the same things that I would do with mama, although papa looks funny with a dress on!
We also talked to mama on the phone… but only after we told our poker buddies and the strippers to keep it down! Heh-heh, just kidding, mama!
But explain one thing to me, mama… why does papa call me a “chick magnet”?
Baby Isaac
