"MOMMY!" I don't like to stay asleep for long. Sleeping is nice because I have really cool dreams sometimes and I don't have to worry about anything but I like being awake and playing with all my new toys and having fashion shows with mommy to model all of the new clothes that she has been buying for me. Mommy likes to sleep but she needs to wake up because the sky is awake so she needs to be awake.
"MOMMY! WAKE UP!" Mommy has this really high bed that daddy used to sleep in too but now it's just mommy's bed and it's way too big for just her. Sometimes I get to sleep with her but mommy likes to cuddle and sometimes she cuddles me too hard and I get hot and we have to stop cuddling.
"Gabi, go away," mommy demanded before rolling over. She wasn't gonna fall off because of how big the bed was. I've figured out how to climb up the bed. All I have to do is climb on the little step thingy that wraps around the whole bed and then grab onto the covers and swing on. That's why mommy calls me her little monkey sometimes because I like climbing all over things.
"No, you gotta wake up!" Every day is a new adventure and today I wanted to go on an adventure with mommy and daddy. Surely we could spend today as a family, right?
"No I don't," mommy whined. She's whinier than me sometimes.
"Yes you do!" I exclaimed, pulling the covers off of her and using my thumb to pull her eyelid back. I giggled and released it. That made mommy open her eyes. She tried to look mean but she broke into a wide smile and began to tickle me and stuff. I like when mommy is like this.
"Why are you up so early?" Mommy sat up and her hair was all over the place. She really needs to brush it down because it looks all tangled and stuff.
"Because I wanna go out! Let's go get daddy and go to the park!" I exclaimed, throwing my arms into the air. Mommy's smile dropped and she looked a little bit sad but she tried to put the happy look on her face again. I don't wanna play pretend with her anymore though.
"I don't think daddy will want to go to the park. How about just the two of us go?" Mommy asked but I don't think she's getting it. I'm tired of hanging out with just her or just daddy. Why can't the two of them just hang out with me together?
I don't think mommy knows what she's talking about because daddy loves going to the park with me. So instead of trying to convince her of that, I grabbed her phone and unlocked it before dialing daddy's number.
Mommy tried to take the phone away from me but I jumped off of the bed and ran into my playroom, climbing into my princess castle as mommy chased after me. Mommy is too big to get in here.
"Hello?"
"Daddy!" I exclaimed. Daddy's voice sounds nasty in the morning.
"Gabi? What are you doing with your mother's phone?"
"I wanted to call you and ask you to come to the park with us!" I heard daddy sigh and some other muffled noises. Mommy was reaching for me but I kept moving around so that she couldn't get to me.
"I don't know nena..."
"Daddy please? I wanna go to the park with you and mommy! Please?" If he was here he'd be able to see my pouty face and he'd say yes but he's not.
"I have to work today, nena. Maybe we can go to the park tomorrow, just me and you." Daddy was trying to make it all better but I don't wanna go with just him and I don't wanna go with just mommy. Why weren't they getting it? Why didn't they understand?
"Gabs?" I didn't wanna talk to daddy anymore so I finally gave mommy her phone and climbed out of my castle. I calmly walked to my room but I slammed my door and locked it so that mommy couldn't get in. I climbed into my bed and hid under the covers so that I could go to sleep. Sleep seems like a good idea because in my dreams mommy and daddy are together.
"Gabi?" Mommy knocked on my door but I didn't get up to open it because I don't wanna see her right now and I'm upset. I don't wanna pretend to be happy like mommy has to.
"Gabi, can you open the door?" If mommy wants to come in she's gonna have to figure out how to open the door by herself.
A few minutes later mommy opened the door and came in. There's clothes and toys all over my room that don't fit into my closet or my playroom. Mommy and daddy keep buying me stuff. It's like they're having a competition to see who can buy me the most stuff but I don't want what they're buying me. She sat on my bed and pulled the covers off of my head which was just rude.
"What's wrong?" Mommy asked me. I simply looked at her because she should know what's wrong.
"Gabi, we can go to the park and then we can go to the mall and then we can-" I don't wanna go to the mall again. I'm tired of going to the mall. I have so much new stuff that I don't know what to do with it!
I yanked the covers back over my head and mommy sighed. I didn't wanna make her upset or make things hard but she should know what's wrong.
"Just tell me what you want and we'll do it," mommy said. She placed her hand on my back and I decided to talk.
"I want daddy!" I yelled from underneath the covers so that she could hear me.
"Okay sweetie that's all you had to say. Come out so we can pack your bag and I'll take you to your daddy's," mommy said, as if that would solve the problem. She still wasn't getting it.
"No, I want daddy to come here with us so we can be together, so we can be a family," I whimpered, falling into my mommy's arms and starting to cry even though I didn't want to, because I think mommy has done enough crying for both of us.
"Gabi-"
"I want you guys together. I don't want you to be apart no more," I cried. I was crying really hard and my nose was running and I knew I would have to use my breathy tube soon.
Mommy sighed and moved the covers off of me. I lifted my head up and moved into her arms, crying and slobbering into her shirt. I was trying really hard to catch my breath because I didn't wanna have to use my breathy tube because I don't like it.
"I'll call your dad back and see if we can go to the park, okay?" Finally mommy was getting it. I didn't want toys or clothes or ice cream from her and daddy. I wanted them together like mommies and daddies were supposed to be.
"Okay," I whimpered. Mommy did that thing that mommies do where she pets my hair down and rocks me back and forth and makes me feel better. I don't know if mommy's hugs are gonna fix the problem though because I don't think that mommy's hugs are gonna bring daddy back.
