"Morning my baby Dessi." I practically sang to my 6-year-old daughter.
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"Morning mommy!" She exclaimed as she hopped up out her bed running into my arms.
I scooped her up and went to my room.
"How did you sleep?" I asked as I set her down on my bed.
"Good. What about you mommy?" She smiled as she lifted her hands over her head.
I helped her take off her nightshirt and started to put her clothes on her.
"Great Dessie. You ready to go by grandmas for the weekend?" I finished putting her pants on her and tickled her stomach.
She giggled as she flopped down on my bed holding her stomach.
"Stop it, mommy." I laughed and picked up her shirt.
"I like going by grandmas. She makes cookies every day." She wiggled her head through and I gasped.
"I told her not to give you sweets." I groaned and she covered her mouth as she looked down.
"Sorry mommy it was a secret." She pouted and I scooped her up in my arms.
"It's an okay baby. You not in trouble but ya grandma is." I walked her into the kitchen and sat her in her booster seat at the table.
"What type of cereal you want a baby?" I asked getting out two bowls and spoons.
"Frosted flakes!" She exclaimed and I laughed.
Younger children are so easy to please. I just hoped she stayed like this forever, but lord knows that's a joke.
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I knocked on my mother's door vigorously. Breakfast with Dessi ran a little later than normal. She went to the bathroom and made a mess with the tissue all over the place. Talking about how she was a mummy. It was cute but she can't get used to doing that. I rolled my eyes as I banged harder on the door for my mother.
She opened it exclaiming "What Onika! I was cooking child!"
"Mama I have 6 clients booked today and I'm already an hour late. Please don't get me started today." I warned and she rolls her eyes.
"Alright, c'mon Dessi baby. Say bye to mama." She said and took her bag and hand.
"Bye, mommy." She called waving at me as I walked over to my car.
"Bye, mama baby. Mom doesn't give her no sweets she's punished."
