Ch.5
It has been a couple weeks since Izoyai first held Harold. She has warmed up more and more to him. Now we are both competing to be the favorite. H.B. loves the attention though.
I am currently curled up on Mama, watching the news. Mama's human fingers are combing through my hair. He knows I love that. I snuggle against Mama.
"Why can't Izoyai be as affectionate as you?" I hear Papa ask.
"She hates being treated like a baby." I mumble.
"I noticed that the both of you are competing against each other. Why?" Papa said.
"We want to see which one of us becomes Harold's favorite sibling." I explain.
"I'm going to laugh if his favorite word is 'Nachos'!" Papa exclaimed.
"Don't even joke about that!" Mama said with a frown.
"What was my first word?" I ask.
"Against your Papa's greatest exertions, your first word was 'Mama'. Your Papa tried to get you to say 'Papa', 'Dada', 'Da' or any other word for 'Father'. You were stubborn and wouldn't." Mama explained while laughing.
"Really?" I asked while sliding to the side.
"Unfortunately. Izoyai's first word was 'Lasagna'. Apparently, your Aunt Nickey had been showing her "Garfield" and she picked up on his favorite food." Papa said grudgingly.