It was Baby’s turn to do his reading. So he sat on my lap and starts to repeat after me. Up until this sentence. “Out came the sunshine…” He remained silent. I repeat the sentence again only to be answered by a snore.
“Baby…” I called.
Snores
“Baby…” I called again.
He snores louder than before.
I couldn’t help it but laugh.
“Baby!”
He purposely snores louder and longer.
“You cheeky boy”…