Your POV "MAMA!" Yani screamed from her crib. I was on the phone with Issa while she was taking a nap. "hey, guess whose awake?" I spoke a little louder into the phone while I made my way towards the noise. "little diva?" he asked, chuckling on the other end. I finally made it into the room and picked up my baby girl. "say hey to Issa baby" she snatched the phone from me like the little grown up she thought she was and started speaking. "Issi, my mommy not wanna take me to Chuckie Cheeses. Her a baby and say she 'fraid of the mousy." Her puty face was priceless as she told him my reasoning for not wanting to go. "mommy, Issi said you a sissy and that him cant hang wit sissys. Him gone take me to Chuckie Cheeses and to get tome ice cweam." She stuck her tongue out at me as I put her down, then went to go find her Bubby. "hey, I don't appreciate being called a sissy sir!" he chuckled again and told me that he had to get to recording. Before he hung up he told me to have Yani r! eady by 4 and that he would be there no later than 4:30. Issa was just perfect. I wasn't looking for somebody to replace Prince as her father by any means and I definitely didn't want to confuse my baby but she needed that father figure in her life. Prince never spent time with her and if he did he would complain the whole time. Issa takes her without me having to ask, and he makes her happy without turning her into a spoiled brat. I decided to go take a shower and get us both ready so we wouldn't be
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