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August 4, 2024 Playground ~~~
"Be careful son."
I yelled as I watched Makel run to the swing set. I held Makeio up in one arm scanning the scarce area. I saw that the park had been empty and decided to let Kel come play. I ain't like letting him play when other kids were around, because if someone did ANYTHING to mine I was gon clear the area. I'm home now and I plan on staying.
"Dada look!" Makel giggled hopping off the swings running to the sandbox.
"I see you." I smiled moving closer to the sandbox to keep an eye on him. I found the nearest park bench and sat down holding Makeio in my arms. He was only a six months old and this lil nigga was so lazy. This man don't wanna crawl or nothing, just spoiled wanna be in somebody arms all day.
"Dada." Makel ran up to me, "Here you go."
"What is this?" I asked looking at some little gadget he found playing in the sand. I analyzed it before handing it back. "Aye man don't just be picking up stuff, aight? Watch what you touch you hear me?"
"Yes."
He threw whatever down and ran back over to the sandbox. I yawned picking Keio up and raising him in the air.
"Wassup man? You irritated?" I laughed as he chewed on his fist staring at me. I waved him around like an airplane causing him to start laughing. It warmed my heart having my kids for these last past three days. I missed them so much man words can't even explain.
"Shamizzy."
I looked back seeing Deonté walking up holding a bag of snacks. I waved him over and he came and took a seat beside me on the bench. We gave each other some dap and he grabbed the baby as I surfed through the snack bag.
"Preciate it." I thanked him.
"No problem, you good? You know the playground down the street packed with kids. Makel could be around more kids his age." Dee laughed and I shook my head.
"Hell nawl, I don't trust people. Look that nigga ain't bothered about being alone, he just happy to be outside playing. Kids imaginations be big as hell, he probably over there building a rocket ship."
We bursted out laughing as I popped open a bag of chips.
"Damn you ain't bring no candy?"
"Yo fatass." Dee pushed me, "nah for real though I see you gaining some pounds. Better slow down on them snack cakes and chips my guy."
"Fuck that, I ain't slowing down on shit. I was starving in that cell. Plus if I get fatter then that shit just meant to be, it's time for my dad bod I ain't out here sniffing for no new hoes anyways." I shrugged.
I had definitely picked up a few pounds, but I was always a skinny nigga so I wasn't even fat. You could definitely see the difference in my face though, not looking like teenage Shamir no more. I'm finally starting to lose my baby face after years of having it. I ain't care though, a nigga still was handsome as fuck.
