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*Kolyander* · 09-20-2022, 01:52 PM

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Originally Posted by Zoe

Logan's mind, as it usually did, was pulling him in a million different directions. There was Beans who needed attention (not that the dog had asked for it, though he seemed to be enjoying the petting); he wanted an explanation about the whole locked door thing; then the boy realized that he wouldn't have minded eating something to hold him until it was time for supper (which was -- what? -- in a few hours, but that was simply too long of a wait). It was only just now, after his mother's teasing, that he realized that he hadn't been very polite with the whole barging in thing. Habits were hard to break.

"Hiiiiiii, Mum. I'm doing fiiiiiiine, Mum. How are yooooooou, Mum?" he replied, finally addressing her properly. But, of course, the hair ruffling caused him to make a face. Why did everyone feel the need to do that?

The face remained when she explained why the door had been locked and he couldn't just walk right on in. He did understand the whole barging in thing, he did. But she was his mum, and he was her son. Wasn't it his job to barge right in? "But I did make it known I was coming, no? Not really barging in if you knew I was coming." He had been pretty loud with all that shouting. And what he had done was much, much different from the antics of his younger sister.

Naturally, the topic about the locked door was set aside, likely not to be brought up until the next time it happened, because he was now focused on the snacks that he now knew the location of. After giving Beans a few more pats, Logan pushed himself up from the floor and darted over to the cabinet, flinging it open. Was he going to have to look in the very back to find the good snacks like at home? "I asked to be polite," he told her cheekily as he rummaged.

Hadleigh knew how her son's mind worked. The boy hardly every was able to focus on one thing at a time. He was very much like his younger sister who couldn't sit still and always needed to be doing something at all times.

"I'm doing good, Logan, thank you so much for asking." She smiled at him trying hard not to laugh at his antics as she knew it would only make him continue to do this. As for the hair ruffling, why did SHE do it? Well that was simple. She was his mum. That gorgeous blonde hair of his was hair not to ruffle whenever he was close to her, it was habit but she was trying to get better at not doing so.

This time a soft smile did form on her lips. Look at him trying to talk his way out of it. Just like his father, he is. "That isn't the point. I was working. Whenever I was working at home the door was locked as well. It's the same thing here." He was simply going to have to get used to it. There was no way she was going to have him barging in here any time that he wanted.

"Bottom shelf," was all she was going to say on the snack situation. Being his mum she was pretty sure she already knew exactly what it was he was looking for and it was on the bottom shelf. Not that he couldn't choose something else as the selection was quite large.

09-20-2022, 01:52 PM	#7 (permalink)
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