So Tre's thing as of late is to cry for his mommy. I know I've mentioned this before. I thought she was the fictitious character that he dreamt of when his Mema (me) was being unusually cruel, like when I make him take naps, or buckle his seat belt, those sort of heinous acts. Tonight as I was taking him down to bed he said, "I am going to cry for Mommy."
"Who is Mommy, Tre?" I replied.
he said, "She's a Purvis."
Thank goodness folks!
(He later informed me that her full name is Mommy Purvis.)
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