"Little Harlow, get into the damn bathtub!" I squint my eyes realizing I slept the whole day... again. Did he just cus in front of Jr? I snatch the covers off my body and sit up before realizing I sat up too fast. I groan as I get off the bed and put my hand on my back because it hurts like hell! I put my slides on as I hurry to the bathroom in Jr's room seeing Jack struggling to put Jr in the tub as he kicks and screams before he notices me. "Momma! Help me!" Jack turns to me showing his damp hair and tired ass eyes, "Babe thank god you're awake. Get him in the tube."
Jackman has been acting very strange, like super strange the past two days. I don't know if he's been distant.. or closer. He stands up watching me pick up Jr and gently put him down in the tub while he giggles, "no bubbles, real classic Jack." Jr is very very picky. He only gets dressed when I help him, or when he knows I'll congratulate him for getting dressed by himself. Only warm water with paw patrol body wash with bubbles and spider man towel.
"Momma don't sleep anymore. Daddy brings the witch over and she calls me those bad words!" I stop washing Jr's arm fully processing his words. I still felt Jackman behind me which wouldn't matter anyway as I cover Jr's ears. "Jack you're a fuckin dog you know that? It's clear who you want isn't it?" Jackman just looks at me with his baby face as if he was watching the Teletubbies with Jr. "Fine Jackman, be that way. You won't see us when you wake up either." See how he snapped right out of that shit? Jackman mumbles something as he walks out of the bathroom, "Don't worry Jack, you can keep all your shit too!"
A reaction of slamming the door and kicking something in the other room. I take my hands off of Jr's ears and finish washing him before I take his towel and pick him up. "Mama, are we going?" I nod my head as I dry his body off and grab his clothes off of the dresser. He lifts his arms as I pull his shirt over his head and fix up his hair, "I need to braid your hair this week Jr, make sure to remind me." He nods his little head as he pulls his pull-up up his legs so he doesn't pee the bed. Of course, it's not his fault.
