The Real Other Blogs

     I took the time to look through other blogs on this site, and they all look creative. Most blogs are the Suburban couples introducing baby "Henry" and his first day of sleeping stretched out on his daddy in the early hours of the morning, Blah, Blah, fuck that where the black folks at?
     I aint seen nobody on here talking about the Nigga that didn't come home last night, or how you spent the last of your EBT on some milk for your bestie, cause yall taking care of each other kids, or how you picking through change to help your best bitch with that pack of Newports that you hate to smell...but you'll find it on mine, not enough pictures though, but that's because I can't find all the shit to do it properly.lol
    The craziest thing that is happening right now with me is my girls talking about their father, now Erykah well she remembers the parts of being pampered, and she misses her daddy and now each day there's something else that she says about him from "Where's my Daddy at?" to " I love my Daddy?" and just the same little reminders that I had from when Ekeylie went through the same stages of loving him pure and simple. Every little girl believes that her father is a Superman, that he can do no wrong until she grows and lives with him, even then sometimes that image how ever tainted, is quickly covered up..
     I remember telling Ekeylie all the good things, trying to build him up and make her proud and she always teased her brother about her daddy being this and her daddy being that, and its crazy cause riding in the truck going through drive through she told my friend the story of her father trying to dent her eye in...(laughing so hard inside) You ask wtf happened?
     I woke up one morning in Blytheville, AR, missing my private times with the kids, and thought how about keeping them at home with me and watching dvds all day, just between us cause he tended to over think how simple I am, so all day we laid around and slept and watched scary shit , well we didn't think of  his "close relationship" with her basketball coach.
     And well lets just say that in the heat of trying to pry what he already knew out of her he muffed her in the face for making him feel awkward, okay more then two people in our house were lying and he got caught just as we did, and with the muffing of the face in a fit of rage he lost the status of the "Perfect Daddy" and I lost the status of the "Protecting Mama". He thought we were laughing at him and in the very moment we were more afraid to be near him.
     I watched the hate fill up and I heard it pour into my child's ears and I hurt for her, cause she just knew he had put a dent in her eye.