Ty, please hurry up,we are going to be late"I yell for my son who is getting dressed upstairs."Mama... mama"Rhynara coos from her place in the high chair.Yeah,she started calling me mama, although most people will ball their eyes out I didn't. I was happy tho, but it still felt weird. My heels clicks around the kitchen as I try to prepare Tyral's lunch and his to go breakfast.Today I woke up an hour late simply because Rhynara couldn't sleep.I think she is now teething,I have asked my cousin to take her to see the pediatrician today."Coming mom"Tyral responds as I zipped his lunch box,his lunch containing apple juice,his new favorite, four slices of ham sandwiches,some fries with my mixed sauces,slices of spicy chicken and some berry salad side dish. Tyral eats a lot at his age. He could eat eight slices of pizza. He loves food,it kinda reminds me of his father.I remember the first time we got married,I prepared dinner to feed an entire family, thinking it would go waste but
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