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🌪KIDZ 'N ALAMO CITY🌪

Smol Excerpt.

There isn't really much happening in the household. But if you had tapped into your senses, you woulda felt something. The kids are enjoying their daddy's music in her SUV when they travel up I-35 to see 'sus amigos' in DFW. But they also enjoy the greatest food that momma makes. His delicacies what were inspired by KFC but also with Tex Mex and BBQ. Yet Daddy always knows how to cook the healthier things. They compliment one another all too well to think.

The white drapes and linens of the old house they once settled, combined with an office in the front part of the house, makes an excellent space for Dad to focus on her work. The bills are paid by the phone and by paper sometimes. Money comes in from the account of the Grandparents, which helps them stay afloat for the long haul no matter how many years it'll take.

The brown couch cushions and tv remote share the essentials of the family from Nebraska. The down time they all need when a muscle or a nerve is irritated. The news channel playing in the background sparks conversations as one too many card games come in the mail. The smell of vanilla coffee incense with a dash of smoke takes the whole house by storm.

Speaking of storms, this family huddles down and has fun in blackouts. Making hide and go seek, seem like the beta version of Minecraft. From dad using the goat head with a lighter, to mom randomly using the frying pan. The kids were scared shitless. But in the end, the family loves each other a whole bunch.

Mornings however, dad comes ready for the day in cargo shorts and white socks. Wearing a baggy tee and her hair tied up in a messy top pony tail. Resembling a palm tree. Yes her hair has grown out. She starts cooking as the kids give her their homework record for the weekend. Just to make sure they had their assignments turned in and their behavior in check so they ain't tyrants. Mom makes his way around and gives her a hug from the back to the front of her waist. Whispering sweet little lovely things into her ear when he is still in his pink sweatshirts and pink moon patterned hoodie.

Evenings are more .... "peaceful." Meaning that they go on bike rides and are shooting fireworks for the night. The neighbors aren't too keen with it though. But they alright with it.

(Will edit more one day)