One morning, while Mommy, Mama Sasha, and my other Mama's were away, I was playing with my dolls when I saw Mama May doing something. Curiosity sparked within me, so I toddled my way over to her and asked, "Mama May, what are you doing?"
"I am making a list of groceries we need for dinner tonight. Is there anything you want to eat, sweetheart?" May replied, smiling at me.
"I want biscuits!" I exclaimed excitedly after pondering for a moment.
"Haha, you really are your mommy's daughter. She loves biscuits too. Very well, we will get the stuff for Mama May's famous homemade biscuits," May cheered, laughing gleefully.
"Yay, I love you, Mama," I cheered, giving May a big hug. She seemed slightly taken aback by being called just "Mama" instead of "Mama May." May wiped a small happy tear from her eye and gave me a tight hug back, whispering, "I love you too, my sweet girl." Unknowingly, she was hugging me a little too tightly.
