obama family ~ part three

chapter sixty seven

POV:
"be careful em'!" michelle was on the edge of the couch as emmalin flipped over. she landed on her back laughing. she got up doing it again. "how does that not hurt your little heel?" michelle said as emmy's heels made a thudding sound on the floor. emmalin tried climbing on the couch be failed. michelle went to help.... "NOO!" she said. michelle was shocked and sad at the same time. "she told you!" barack laughed. "HEESE!" emmalin said smiling, all up in sasha's phone. "HI!" emmy smiled at her big sister. "HI!" sasha laughed. "DADA!" she pointed to barack. she grabbed sasha's phone seeing her reflection. she gasped covering her mouth causing michelle to laugh. "what is it bubs?" michelle smiled. she climbed over to ashton who had a can of lemonade in his hand, that he had just got out of the fridge. emmy grabbed it! "you do not need lemonade! bubba is not opening that!" michelle said. "ere you go!" emmy said before kissing his cheek. "thanks little bit!" ashton tickled her. emmalin carefully got down from the couch and ran to her father. "i don't it's normal to have this much energy em'!" he laughed kissing her cheek.
"so pops...i was thinking, your a black man because of you im a black man" ashton said. "more less..." barack commented. "half and half!" ashton shot back. "no, thats mental" barack said causing michelle and sasha to laugh. "if i painted my face black would that black face and black face being at hate crime! would that be a black on black crime!" ashton asked. michelle couldn't take her son seriously, she was dying laughing. "no, it wouldn't be and let me tell you why!" barack said. "why?" ashton sat up ready for this answer. "if you painted your face black that would be a completion of a process that should have happened 15 years ago!" barack said. "it's not my fault you ran out of toner when i was born!" ashton said. "well" barack hung his hand "you koala pinter!" he said. "perhaps we should have tried a different position!" barack said. "WOW!" michelle looked at him. ashton busted out laughing dapping his father up. "dad takes another dub!" sasha said. "you know i had too double it, girl!" barack said. "dad! stop!" sasha cringed. "you've been watching to much tiktok!" she said. "mom, jordan wants to know what size pull up cam wears!" ashton said. "i think it's a size 4!" michelle said.
      barack was taking a shower while michelle and  emmalin waited for him. emmy fell asleep while waiting for her dad to get out of the shower. michelle and barack traded off so michelle could shower. "put her in her room please!"michelle said.  michelle to this time to relax and take a nice hit bubble bath! she walked out to see barack and emmalin cuddled up. "babe!" michelle said cutting on her lamp. "what?" barack squinted. "i told you to put her in her crib" michelle said. "why" he asked. "because she's a big girl and she needs to sleep on her own!" michelle said noticing that emmy and barack were holding hands. "yeah this crib!" barack chuckled. michelle laughed. "you are too much! is she ever gonna sleep in her bed!" michelle said as emmy rubbed her eyes. "shhh! your waking up my princess." he hushed michelle. emmy stretched resting her hand on the side of his face. "aww" michelle smiled. "she loves me!"he smiled down at her. "she does" michelle's heart melted.