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  Journey POV

I was woken up by the hungry cry of my baby Chai and sat up rubbing my eyes.

"I got it baby, go back to sleep".

"It's ok papa".

I pecked his lips and he got up wit me anyway and as soon as I grabbed Chai JuJu started cryin.

"Well I got her".

He picked her up and we both headed downstairs to the kitchen.

He held them both while I made the bottles and they were surprisingly a little calm.

"You always wakin yo sister up bein greedy".

Chai laughed grabbin a loose loc that came out of Siah's bonnet and started yankin it.

"Ouch. Yo lil strong ass".

"Stop cursin around my babies".

"Mmtch, stop sayin 'my', these our babies".

"Ok, calm down".

I popped their bottles in the warmer and walked over to Messiah wrapping my arms around his waist.

"Hey ma ma, you so stinkin cute".

"And you, you're cute too but I can tell you gon be hardheaded like yo daddy".

He just laughed and I knew right then and there I was right.

"Mmhm, exactly".

"You think it's funny"?

"Leave my son alone, he's innocent".

"For now".

I said grabbing their bottles and testing them on my wrist.

I gave Siah Chai's bottle and grabbed JuJu as we made our way back to the bedroom.

I turned on the tv going to Netflix knowing I was up now.

"Here you go wit this".

I just rolled my eyes smiling clicking on Grey's Anatomy, cus who gon stop me?

"Hater".

Halfway through the episode they had fallen back to sleep and I put them in their bed then got back in ours.

"You hungry mama"?

"Yeah, whatchu makin"?

"Well I'm up so might as well actually cook".

"You want mashed potatoes and smothered chicken"?

"Oh my gosh that sounds so good".

"You gon sit wit me while I cook"?

"Yeah, come on".

I said gettin up and turning on the baby monitor.

We walked into the kitchen and I took out everything he needed before taking my seat.

I sat on my phone playing candy crush while he got started.

"You wanna sing for me"?

I simply gave him a look and went back to my game.

I heard him laugh before walking up behind me and wrapping his arms around my shoulders.

"Please mama, you ain't sang for me inna minute".

He grabbed my chin turning my head so I could see him pouting makin me laugh.

"That does not work... whatchu wanna hear"?

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