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*as I woke up to a muscular man on my right.*

me: August when you get home

August: i snuck in last night when you was sleep

me: practice lasted that long *i mumbled under my breath*

August: no it didn't smart ass i went to the bar with a couple of guys.

me: today your taking the kids with you. and you have to do the twins hair. all 3 boys

August: ummmm?????

me: please for the life of me you did not forget please tell me you didn't.

August: what baby * he said looking dumb.*

me: my parents are coming today and the boys need haircuts. and love has and doctor appointment. and tj and AJ have basketball practice. and ill take Michael.

August: okay let me go wake theme all up.

me: treys on his way to drop off tj.

*just then Michael walks in the room*

Michael: mommy im up

me: u look so handsome.

* he had put his hair in a pony tail. he as wearing a black button up polo shirt. a red scarf to march his polo shoes and Jean vest. with black skinny jeans. with a fedora *

Michael: well daddy picked out everybody's outfit last night. but love cut his self

me: love come here

love: yes mommy

me: come here what happen honey

love: i don't know i woke up and it was there

Michael: did u dream about the boogy man.

me: Michael go wake up aj and get him ready then. go get some breakfast. love let me go get daddy so we can fix this. AUGUST

August: yes baby *he walked out of the bathroom with his Calvin Klein under wear on*

me: okay love has a bad cut.

August: come here man let me see

* he so great with kids*

August: what happen love

love: daddy i don't know *he said with an eye full of tears*

August picked him up and carried him to the bathroom.....

August: Stacie can you go find some band-aids....

me: yes *as i run down stairs to the kids bathroom. i look out the door and see my parents and trey out in the parking lot. i run upstairs and put a band-aid on love*

me: love go get your clothes on and go to the kitchen with everyone else. August: what's wrong baby

me: my parent's and trey are outside having a blast

August: baby its gonna be okay

me: no its not they always judging me for who i married

August: u married a good person cause u married me.

*ding dong*

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