People Love

I live and love with my pirate and our triplets plus two. I name call. But only because I love them. True story.

 

I call her:
K.D.O.
Kayla bug
or, brat.

She calls me:
yo, madre
you ruined my life
or, can I borrow $20.

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I call this one:
Elly belly
Elzie belzie
or, Issssssss-a-belllllllll-a.

She calls me:
mom
mommy
or, so-and-so stole my princess barbie.

***

I call him:
Ev.
Evan bo bevan
or, bubs.

He calls me:
mom
ma,
or, I’m still hungry.

***

I call this one:
P.
Spidey.
or, Flash.

Depending upon which super hero personality is acting up.

He calls me:
hey, mom
ma
or Molly.

I know, right? It’s a long story.

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I call her:
Baby Dumplin’
Mae mae rose
or, sorry charlie.

And she doesn’t like it when I call her Charlie. She say’s “I not Charlie. I Mae Mae Rose.”

She calls me:
mom-mom
O–mom-mee
or, I want to hold you.

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I call him:
Pirate booty
Hunk-a-burnin-love
or, shnookums.

[Totally kidding]

[Mostly]

I call him, Mr. O’Brien.

I’m a proper lady.

He calls me:
Good grief, woman
and sometimes, darlin’.

The End.