***Lauren***
"Momma." I heard as small hands touched my shoulder, my eyelids slowly peeled open, Dante's little smiling face came into view,
Sighing, I pulled him into a hug, "Morning, buddy," I murmured into the top of his head,
He giggles, wiggling to sit back up, "Momma." He sat next to me,
"You ready to get something to eat?" I asked him as I stretched,
"Uh-huh, my belly is vibrating," he says, rubbing his little hands on his belly. I chuckle,
"You mean grumbling?"
He shook his head, "No, it's vibrating cause it is shaking. I can feel it wiggling,"
I laughed, Only my child would explain it like that, "Alright, bud, let me go to the bathroom and we can go down and get some breakfast."
He bounced on his knees, clapping his hands, "Okay, Momma,"
Standing up, I moved toward
