Babysitting His Baby
“Umm... this is Chelsea. Chelsea, meet Melissa.”
So her name is Chelsea, just wow, Chelsea, so she isn’t Barbie, after all. She is Barbie’s Sister.
“Chelsea, nice to meet you. Javi-bear never tells me about his little friends. I’ve never heard of you,” I cooed at her.
“And who are you?” she asked.
Lucy answered for me.
“Mama,” she cried, reaching out for me. I picked her up, dripping with marinara sauce and greasy cheese, and kissed her cheek. She was such a darling. I mean, she had never been cuter than she was now.