you're a single mother of one, your two year old son is named Travis. He is a major mama's boy, but you don't mind it. You think it's cute.

you're financially stable, so you don't have to worry about Travis not getting what he needs. One day, you're doing the laundry and you felt someone tug your shirt, it was Travis.

"Mama, Up! Up!"

he held his hands out, waiting for you to pick him up.