"Good morning, my Giovanna!" I said to the baby, who was sitting in a baby stroller. Silver delivered it last night.
I kissed her chubby cheeks. We are in the garden watching the mountains, birds, and blue skies together. I was startled when someone kissed me on my cheeks. It was the jerk.
"Good morning, babe. Good morning to my baby girl," Giovanni said; she giggled at what she heard from her father.
"I know who is her favorite now," Giovanni said. I fake my smile at him and look at my baby girl. She smiled at us. "She loves to smile," Giovanni commented. I nodded.
"Sandro sent me her detailed information and her monthly check-up. Everything is good," Giovanni said and pinched her chubby cheeks. "That's good to know," I responded.
"Are you not going to work today?" I asked him.
"I am on sick leave. Between you and I, who should be at the office now?" he asked as he wiggled his eyebrows. I stomped my feet
