Two Worlds Apart

98

August

"August! If I have to tell you get up one more time, I'm getting my belt!"

Shaking my head, I made my way downstairs and greeted my wife. Giving her another kiss, she did a little dance before handing me my breakfast. We were heading to Trinidad to sort out some paperwork with regard to Celeste's dual citizenship and for Chrys's family to finally meet her.

"He still hasn't gotten up?" She asked.

"No and he knows we're on a schedule."

"That's all on you." She pointed at me. "When I told him to go sleep, you advocated for him staying up longer, now look."

"Yeah well, that's the last time."

"Mhmm. By the way, call your mother."

"She called?"

"Mhmm." She nodded as she chewed.

"Y'all spoke?"

"Briefly."

"Okay."

Since her last visit, I'll admit, my mother has been trying, but what I appreciated the most was the fact that my wife was being receptive.

"Morning." We heard lowly.

Shaking our heads, we simple responded to our son while he got his breakfast in a zombie like state. Looking at him while we ate, he maneuvered around the kitchen, getting his breakfast. Once he had blessed his meal, he ate.

"Are we flying commercial or private?" He asked.

"Commercial."

"Okay." He sighed.

"When you're finished, I need you to bring your bag down like your momma been told you to since yesterday."

As we continued eating, the sound of the door opening and closing caught our attention. Making their presence known, Kevin came into the kitchen with his daughter. As we'd be away for a while, he would be house sitting for us while building and strengthening his bond with Kalani.

"Anything for your boy?" He asked.

"Once your godson didn't take all." Chrysta responded as we laughed.

"Judging by how he looking, I could take his and he wouldn't even fuss." He laughed as August fought his sleep at the table.

Waking him up, he was slightly startled then went back to eating. Going to clean up and put his daughter down, when he returned, the sound of Celeste came through the baby monitor.

"I got her babe. I'll feed her one time." My wife got up and went to her.

"So how we doing this bro?" Kevin asked referring to dropping us to the airport.

"Me and you could be in front while Chrys and the two car seats are in the back and she got Aug on her lap or..."

"Ion wanna sit on momma's lap." Aug spoke.

"You finished eating?" I asked him.

"Yeah."

"Then go do what I told you to do."

Huffing, he got up, cleaned up and went upstairs.

"Well that's out of the options." I laughed.

"You gonna let him get his way?"

"He voice what he didn't want, I'm not going to force him to do something he doesn't want to do."

"Ah okay."