After chasing Jett minute after minute for hours on in one day last week, I noticed he had disappeared from the room. And, it was quiet. Which never really means anything particularly good. So, I embarrassed my mom by asking Big Mama, “Big Mama, please, go find Jett, and bring him in here.”
I swear I was only kidding.
Swear.
But, you don’t challenge Big Mama.
Or, she just might do what you asked.
She found him.
And, she brought him back alright.
He just wasn’t so happy when she took over her walker again, and he lost his awesome ride.
There is not another Big Mama. And, Jett Takle and I couldn’t be happier that she is in our lives.
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