It was one of them nights. Yk, the kinda night where you already done put the baby to bed, but somehow, he got more energy than a can of Red Bull. That was yo life wit Dayvon Jr., yo two-year-old toddler. Dayvon Jr. was as energetic as ever, neva sittin still, always talkin & babblin bout everythang unda the sun. Sometimes, it felt like he didn't even need to sleep.

Dayvon, or King Von as everybody knew him, was out on tour. It was js you & Bryce holdin it down in the house. Nights got lonely sometimes, but Dayvon Jr. always made sho it was anythang but quite.

So there yall was, js you & Dayvon Jr., in yo bedroom. It was damn near 2AM, & this lil boy was still wide awake, sittin on yo bed, lookin at you wit them big ol eyes & talkin yo ears off. He was goin on but somethin that happened at preschool. You could barely keep up, but you was tryin yo best to listen.

"Mommy, can w-we go to the store to get toy?" He said in that adorable baby voice, lookin at you wit a mix of hope & determination.

@𝐕𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐒𝐂𝐓𝐑𝐋