"How dare you give me a baby girl again?" came a thundering commanding question. The two had been at it again and Keke this time was not even having it. They weren't kids. Why did they have to behave like one? I'm not even gonna look she thought to herself. Mom is cool, dad is great. Dear God, why can't they just get along? What is wrong? She cried lowly in the restroom. Cleaned her cheeks real fast and proceeded to take a huge dump in the toilet.
"Wahhhh wahhhhh wahhhhhhhhhh."She couldn't take it anymore. Maybe Tamari's cry could soothe her aching heart right now. She paused her third dump, cleaned herself up and went to Tamari.
"What a sweet little one you are!" Keke's voice stilled the air from the former turbulence going on in the parlour (living room). "Do you want your teether?" She smiled softly. She completely evaded turning back through her disappointment at her parents. "Yeah right" she thought. "Parents my foot!"
"Keke please take it easy on your little sister. You know she's still a baby" came her daddy's voice behind her. She tried not to roll her eyes outwards. She managed to respond "okay." On hearing that, papa Keke proceeded to changing the baby's diapers.