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I'm still mad at her for that shit she pulled a few days ago. She's lucky I love her ass because I was ready to break her damn phone. She posted the Michael Jackson TikTok of me tackling her on the bed after she opened her towel. Everyone got a kick out of it. Now she posted this picture of me, trying to amend things.
Right now she's in the kitchen making a cake. I don't know why she's making a cake, but I assume it helps with stress.
She had Ryder strapped to her chest as she did this because he just loves being up under his mama. I don't blame him.
Liam is about to be 21 months old, so close to the age of two. He's growing up so fast and I don't think either of us are ready for it. I want him to stay little.
"I thought I told you to stop growing up." I poke his stomach.
He giggles, moving my hand away. He was sitting next to me on the floor. I was reading the instructions on the crib Jasmine picked out. There's still no word on what she's planning to do, so I don't know why I'm doing this.
"Ben?!" Ally calls.
"What?!" I call back.
"Can you come get Ryder from me please?" She asks.
I look down at Liam but he just purses his lips at me. He stands up and starts to make his way to the kitchen. I follow behind him.
"Do this for me." She gestures to the baby carrier.
I unclip it from behind her back, then she slips her arms out. I take Ryder out of the carrier before carrying him back out to the living room with me. I place him in his chair and buckle him up.
He whimpers a bit and I shush him. The last thing I wanted to do was wake him up. As time has gone on, its been a bit of a hassle getting him back to sleep.
I turn on the seat and it starts to gently rock him. Liam crawls onto the couch with me. I help him up because he looked like he was struggling for a second.
"You know, crawling onto the couch like this can be very dangerous." I exclaim.
He nods, laying his head on my lap. I smile down at him, rubbing his back gently.
