How It's Suppose To Be

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Cyn

Me and King was at Indoor Gym because King wanted to go but mainly because I wanted to talk to him about these crazy nightmares he has been having. I don't want to have to take the situation to therapy because it might not be that serious. Maybe all he need is to have a heartfelt conversation with his momma and he would be fine.

Cyn: King I got you a slice of pizza for lunch. Come on.

King: Is it my favorite momma? *coming out of the ball pit*

Cyn: Of course chubby

*They both sat down and and ate their pizza and he was telling her about how much fun he was having. Cyn used that opportunity to talk to King and his nightmares.*

Cyn: Chubby ?

King: Yes ma'am *taking a bite of his pizza*

Cyn: You know we have to talk right ?

King: Uncle Albee did it I swear it wasn't me !

Cyn: What did he do ?

King: He broke your expensive lamp by the staircase.

Cyn: Are you sure Uncle Al did it or did you do it ?

King: Well Uncle Albee and I were playing catch in the house and he threw the ball too high and it hit your vase.

Cyn: That's your mother's vase and she is gonna shit bricks because it was signed by Jlo. She is going to kill you two.

King: Come on momma you cant let her kill your favorite human son.

Cyn: Boy ! Did you just imply that my baby boy Prince is not a human

King: No momma I would never. Don't let her kill me momma

Cyn: *laughing* I'll think about it anyways I was meaning talking about your nightmares.

King: Did mommy send you to talk to me ?

Cyn: No why would she ?

King: Because I know she is angry at me.

Cyn: That's not true. She and I love you very much.

King: I over heard her on the phone with Uncle Erik calling me a cock blocker.

Cyn: *laughing*

King: Is that another middle name I don't know about

Cyn: No King, your mother is just spoiled rotten and she is jealous because you take all of my time she should be spending with me.

King: I'm not having any nightmares. I just want to be up under you and mommy at night. Because when the baby comes I know you and mommy won't have anytime to spend with me anymore. *looking down*

Cyn: *lifting up his head* What's your name ?

King: King

Cyn: You know why?

King: *Shook his head no*

Cyn: Because you are our King *kissing King's cheek*

King: You aren't mad ?

Cyn: No I love the fact that you want to be with us all the time. But can you let me and mommy have our time together sometimes

King: Yes ma'am. I love you *hugging Cyn tight

Cyn: I love you more

King: I'm ready to go home now momma

Cyn: Okay baby, let's go.