"good morning my handsome man" i coo to my small cat. he has grown so much in the short time that took place between the day he was gifted to me and now. his paws are bigger than they ever were before.
benny meows back up at me as if he is saying, "hi mom!"
i pick the cute little cat up and carry him in my arms as i walk throughout my house, making my way down into the kitchen.
my mom stands in there, her belly is bigger than it ever has been before as well and within a month, she would be holding my baby sibling in her arms. it makes me quite ecstatic every time i think about it. although i wouldn't be there for the birth.
"good morning mom" i say as i cradle benny just like a small baby. "good morning baby girl, oh and good morning to you my little grandson" she smiles down at the cat in my arms. her voice slightly raises when she speaks to my cat, it makes me chuckle.
"i don't want to hear about having a grandson for at least ten more years!" i hear my dad shout from the living room and my mom and i shake our heads at the man's sentence. "we're talking about the cat, jihoon!" my mom continues to stir the breakfast she was making.
she always traded out my fathers korean and english names. most of the times she called him his english name, eddie, because that's what she knew him by when the two first met in australia. but sometimes she would throw in his korean name. he would be impressed everytime she would throw it into a sentence, more because she remembered it than anything.
although my mother was quite young, her memory was pretty awful, my father and i would always poke fun at her for it.
i set benny down on the floor and he continues to walk around and brush up against my mother and i's legs.
the cat always begged for attention. he had gotten it from the day he came into my household and he was going to continue on getting it until he maxed out of his nine lives.
when my mother finishes cooking the food in the pan, we all sit together and munch on it at the table just outside the kitchen.
"this is delicious honey" my dad says as he shovels some of it into his mouth. when he's finished chewing he does a quick chefs kiss earning a laugh from both me and my mom.
