this one is really short
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y/n's pov
my husband and i were laying down in our bed, with our 10 month old baby, kingston, on my chest.
we were watching a movie and cuddling, something that had become a routine after king was born.
i was rubbing king's back with one hand as my other arm rubbed the back of keith's neck.
"baby, change his diaper. he stinks." keith scrunched his face up.
"no you do it, i always do it." i sat up, moving kingston further away in his direction. as he began to cry and babble gibberish.
"mama." kingston babbled out, both our mouths dropped. he had never said much of anything before.
"YOU HEARD THAT?" keith stood up without taking his eyes off of our son.
"HE SAID MY NAMEEE!" i was smiling so hard that my face was hurting. i just knew i was my babies favorite.
"lil dude you said the wrong one." his mood changed and he shook his head in playful disappointment
"shut up talking to my baby like that. ain't that right king?." i kissed on his chubby cheeks as he began to laugh and yell.
"still go change him though." keith said from the bed.
"if you're jealous just say that baby." i laughed at his saltiness.
"ain't nobody jealous, cause when we have a daughter she gon be a daddy's girl anyway." he turned over in the bed and buried his head in the pillow, trying to go back to sleep.
"whatever, his FAVORITE parent will gladly change his diaper. " i walked out of the room with him. "say it again fat man." i cooed
"NOBODY WANTS TO HEAR THAT BY THE WAY!"
"YOURE MADDD!" i laughed at him from the other room.
kingston looked up at me, laughing with toothless smile, dimples showing and his brown skin glowing. he had a few freckles , too.
"you're so handsome, mommy loves you."
i love my little family.
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love keith downnn
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