My Daddy and Uncles
I asked, coming to the dining area, giving kisses to Uncle Henry and Harrison, and hugging my dad, who was angry because I missed my school bus.
“Yes baby, sit in my lap and have your brunch,” Uncle Henry replied. I nodded and sat on his lap and started eating my breakfast on his plate.
“She is not a child anymore. She will be nineteen in the next 6 months” Dad said sternly.
“For us, she is always our baby girl,” Uncle Harrison replied, placing his hand on my thighs.
“You all have spoiled her enough,” Dad said sternly.
“We didn't,” Uncle Henry whispered, but I hear him out.