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Little Miss Parker
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I feel Jarod gather us all in his far-reaching
embrace and pull us closer to him.
"Good night, Parker." Do I have
a first name anymore?
"Good night, Jarod." Does he even have a last
name?
"Night, mommy and daddy."
"Night,
honey/ Sweet dreams, Pumpkin." We say at the same time. What a sweetie.
"Sweet
dreams, baby Chris."
"Sweet dreams, little guy." Poor guy's gonna get
a complex from all these 'littles' we keep throwing around him. but, for now, he's none the wiser and simply, but unsuccessfully
tries to roll in my arms.
We all snuggle down into the covers and give
a collective *yawn*, even baby Chris joins in.
Though not the best
way to state my current situation, there's really no other way to describe it than I'm in a family way in a pretty big way.
Three minus one kids is pretty big to me. May not mean much to my daddy, but it's really big to me.
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Miss
Parker's POV
"Cree-craw toad's foot, geese walk barefoot…" And
on and on it goes; a gentle crooning in the otherwise silent room.
I
wonder…does that song have any other words? I should ask…? No. I won't ask, I can't. Not yet. I don't wanna break
the silence.
A gentle gurgle does it for me; Chris is awake.
"Mama,
time to get up." And so is Little Miss Parker. And she called me mama again. I could get used to waking up to that.
"All
right, already! I'm getting' up. Stop shaking me, you little munchkin."
"I'm
not a munchkin, I'm a Little Miss Parker. Like you."
"Oh, honey. I'm
not the little Miss Parker. That's your department. I'm a big Miss Parker."
"No,
you not. Grandma's Big Miss Parker. She look like you do, mama, 'cept her hair is longer and has a wong bwight wine in it."
Who
could…look like…me? My mama, her grandma. My mother would be her grandmother.
*Flashback*
"My
grandma calls me little Miss Parker after my momma."
*End Flashback*
"Guess
what mama?"
"What baby?"
"Grandma's
coming to visit."
"Um, grandma? Um…when?"
"Today…silly
mama. Didn't you know that?"
Uhhhh, nope.
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