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On to the story:
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Winter pov:
We are in the car and I'm in my car seat between Mama and Papa. My brothers had to go in another car because we don't all fit in this one. I don't really know where we are going. I think papa told me but I forgot.
"W-where's we goes?" I ask quietly.
"Your brothers have a football game tonight and were going to cheer them on," Papa told me
"wat f-football?" does it have to do with feet because that's gross. I hope their feet aren't smelly
"It's a sport. It's hard to describe but you'll see when we get there and the game starts."
Papas box thing that mama told me was called a phone rings and he starts speaking into it in that funny talk. I sit back in my seat and look out Mama's window. It's starting to get dark outside. I kick my feet and see my new kitty socks and giggle
"what's so funny Bambina?" (baby) Mama asks tickling my tummy.
"K-kitty" I point to my socks and giggle
"that's right you have kitties on your feet. And what does a kitty say?"Mama ask me. I think for a second trying to remember what a kitty says.
"Mmmmm. Mooooowwwww" I giggle kicking my feet some more.
"That right Principessa meow" (princess) Papa kisses my head. I wanna give kisses too. I try to get out of my seat and reach over to papa but I can't because of these meanie straps. I try and pull them off but it doesn't work. I'm mad at the meanie straps that are keeping me in this seat and I cant give kissies.
"No Winter we don't pull on the straps." Mama grabs my hands from the straps.
"O-out peas" I wiggle in my seat.
"No Bambina, you have to stay in your seat until we get there." (baby)
"B-but den I-I can' gib n-no k-kissies" I cry.
"Oh, Principessa if you wanted to give kisses all you had to do was tell us." (princess) Papa put his cheek in front of my face. I give him a big wet kiss.
"Thank you, Principessa" (princess)
"M-mama" I put my arms out to her. Mama put her cheek in front of mine and I give her kisses too.
"i-icky" I point to my nose where boogies are coming out. yucky. mama taps the man in the front of the car.
"Posso avere un fazzoletto o qualcosa per pulire il naso e le lacrime del bambino?" (Can I have a tissue or something to wipe the babies nose and tears) Mama said in that funny talk. The man hands her something. Mama holds a tissue to my face and tells me to blow. I did and all my ickies came out like magic. Mamas magic.
"M-mama magic. M-make i-ickies go 'way"
"that right Bambina and Papa can also make your ickies go away too." (baby)
"M-mama?"
"yes, Bambina?" (baby)
"w-why ou an p-papa talk f-funny" Both mama and papa started laughing but I didn't know what was funny.
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