I love my son. He’s smart, funny, kind, and adorable as ever. Too adorable and smart, actually. He thinks I don’t know what’s going on, but he fails to remember I’ve been his age before. And, he gets his smarts from me. Emmanuel is a good boy, and under normal circumstances, he’s very helpful to me. But, as of late, he’s been extra helpful without any prompting. Don’t get me wrong. I love and appreciate the extra help, but it’s a bit odd. First, he began doing his homework as soon as he got home from school. At least, that is my assumption as he gets home before I do. When I would tell him to get started on his work, it’s already done.
Then there were the extra chores.
As if I wasn’t already suspicious, the flattery began and he poured it on thick.
The problem is everyone knows I’m a sucker for my baby’s love! I eat it up and am left vulnerable to whatever schemes he has up his sleeves. Luckily for me, he is a good kid and would never deceive me or set me up for something bad. So, I waited for it. I knew it was going to be big. I braced myself. Finally, one night at dinner, it happened.
A puppy! He wants a puppy. I can’t say I haven’t been expecting this, but I still managed to be caught off guard. I so wish my brother wasn’t standing behind me for that one. I’m never going to hear the end of it. Naturally, Emmanuel and I went back and forth about how much work puppies are and who’s going to take care of it. You know…the usual. As expected, he promised, with every fiber of his being, to take care of the dog 100% and vowed that I wouldn’t have to worry about a thing. He’s so innocent.
“So, you’re getting a dog, Dre?”
“No, your nephew is getting a dog.”
“Oh? Ok! Well…congrats on your new dog, sis!”
He’s such an instigator! I can’t wait until he has his own children and sees how easy it is to give into them. Needless to say, Emmanuel was so excited when I said yes. I mean, how could I say no to such a sweet face?
All through dinner, he grinned at me. I’m not sure he ever took his eyes off me. He made me feel like a million simoleons.
I know, I know. You think I spoil the boy. You think I’m a pushover. Maybe I am. I can’t help it. In addition to being a sweet kid who gives me no trouble and deserves every good thing, I want him to have all the things I never had. I want him to make memories that will stay with him for the rest of his life. I want him to have stories to tell his children. Besides, it might be nice to have another little young thing running around. Maybe having a puppy will help cure this baby-fever I have.
Lol in the words of my aunt to my other aunt: “Girl, a dog aint gettin rid of that baby fever. Just go ahead and prepare. Come next thanksgiving, we’ll have another light little baby gettin passed around here giving everybody else baby dust.”
Baby dust?! LOL And why is she hatin on the light skinned babies?? 😀
In my family, “baby dust” is what fertile women get from holding a baby. Then at the next family function, they have babies cause they inhaled all the “baby dust.” And all the babies that have been (including me) have been light light *light* (high, if you know what I mean)
That is too funny!
You know how precious I find your Balderdash stories … This one is no exception! By the way I’m hoping that my ability to comment on your stories keeps happening on my new phone!
Ooooh new phone! Whadya get? I’m glad you enjoy my little family here. I’ve missed them a lot! I can’t wait to get some other stories off my plate so I can have time for more Balderdash stories! I’ve had one waiting to be written for MONTHS! 🙁
I upgraded from iPhones 6S28+. Not sure why it worked but it did. I still can’t go back-and-forth inside of your block but at least I can get to your blog from WordPress
The next and previous buttons don’t work, or you mean it doesn’t work when you swipe left and right? I’m not sure it’s supposed to work that way, but yay for you being able to get here!
O my gosh it went thru!!!
It did! Yay!
Oooh, a Balderdash story! this is a cute way to tie in the pets joining the game. I hope we get to revisit the family and see if the boy actually keeps up with his new responsibilities.
You will! Well, we have already, but eventually when I’m feeling them again lol, we’ll see more of the puppy.