Me- Lemme see.
I walked upstairs and his room and just his bed was made and his toys were stuffed into a corner.
Me- Hell no! Boy put those toys in the bins and take your dirty clothes basket into the laudry room.
Ke- Why?!!
Me- Do you want clean clothes?!!
Ke- Yes.
I walked back downstairs and sat at the table.
Craig- Was that Keshaun?
Me- What other little boy lives here?
Craig- What chu doin talkin to him like that?!!
This tone was seriouse.
Me- Dont tell me how to talk to my son. His room is destroyed.
Craig- Aint chu supposed to cleen it?
Me- Did i make that mess? No i did not.
Craig- Lemme talk to him.
Me- When he finishes his room you can.
Craig- Lemme talk to him!!
Me- I will hang up on you right now if you raise your voice at me again.
Craig- Aight baby im sorry.
Me- I aint cho baby.
Craig- But chu got my baby. Which makes you my baby.
Me- What ever. Hold on. Keshaun!!
Keshaun walks downstairs.
Ke- Yes mamma?
Me- Do you wanna talk to daddy?
Ke- Yes!
Me- Okay come over here.
He sat down and i gave him the phone.
Ke- Hello?
Craig- Hey lil man. What chu doin?
Ke- Mommy's makin me clean my room.
Craig- Are you doin it?
Ke- Yes.
Craig- Okay good. You been bein good for momma?
Ke- Yeah.
Craig- You likin school?
Ke- Yeah its fun.
Craig- Thats good. Does momma have boys at the house?
Ke- Nope.
Craig- And what do you do if they do?
Ke- Tell them im the man of the house and im runnin thangs.
Criag- *Laughs* Thats my boy.
Ke- I miss you daddy.
Craig- When you comin to see me?
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