"A, b, c, d, e, f, g...h I, j, k l ,m ,n ,o, p, la la la, ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba", Timothy sang in amusement but I wasnt in the mood for this.
I had work tomorrow and so much things to do, I needed sleep. I was so exhausted and Timothy and his energy weren't making things easier for me.
I couldn't understand why he seemed so happy, I was beginning to get tired.
"Momma, you sing?" He asked turning to face me on my bed.
"Timothy you do know tomorrow is another day to this right" I said turning my back to face him.
"No,I want song momma" he protested making me frown in annoyance.
I don't want to start scolding him or yell at him but he was really getting on my nerves and that one thing that makes me so cranky and I dont joke with was sleep.
We have been singing for about two hou
