Hi there! Guess what? Today is the day!
What day, you ask? Well, let me just get breakfast. I’m always hungry in the morning and it’s hard to talk on an empty stomach.
Normally mom would yell at me for eating cupcakes for breakfast, but not today. Today is the most exciting day of of my life so far.
Dad explained it to me yesterday. He was helping me with my homework. I don’t have a lot of trouble with homework, but it’s good to have someone nearby to help point you in the right direction.
“Son,” he said. “Tomorrow your momma’s going to have her baby.”
A baby! Did you hear that? I’m going to be a big brother. Me, Henry Pigglewiggle. You know who I am right? I’m sure dad told you all about me. Well, I’m all for being a big brother. It sounds like fun. I’ll get someone else to talk to and to play with. A little brother perhaps to play spaceman with.That would be cool. I told my dad I’d share my room. But he said the baby would have be in the nursery first. That was my room for a while, but now I’m all grown up and I get a big room.
“Mom,” I asked her after I’d finished my homework. “Is it true that I’m going to have a baby brother?”
“Well, that or a sister,” She said. A sister huh. That would be okay I guess. Not as cool as bother, but still pretty awesome.
“Can I feel the baby?”
“Woah! It kicked!”
Later I updated my friends on the news.
HP: Tomorrow I will be a big brother.
KKiller: Sooo cool! RU going to miss school?
HP: Dad says I have 2 go.
It was a bit. But Dad is serious about things like that. So I don’t mine too much. Oh KKiller? That’s my best friend, Keon Keller. I met him at school and we usually hang out at the park until dinner time. We call him Killer just for fun he’s not really a killer or anything like that.
Well, I’ve got to head off to school. So I’ll catch you all later. I bet when you see me again, I won’t be the only kid in this house.
So school was okay. But I was excited for it to be over so I could run home and meet my new brother…or sister. I got yelled at by the teacher for talking in class, but when I explained about my mom she didn’t make me stay late in detention or anything. That would have been just awful.
I raced upstairs the moment I got home. Dad was sleeping on the couch. I’m not sure what’s up with him, but he seems tired a lot more these days.
Anyways, I raced upstairs as fast as I could. Two steps at time. And walked into the nursery that used to be mine.
Not what I was expecting.