I jogged into mom's bedroom. She was laying up on the bed, almost too high for me to jump up. I padded around the room, my stupid necklace thing jingling around my neck. The water was running in the room with the oversized porcelain bowl, the white pit mom sometimes used to give me a bath, and where dad was currently finishing his bath time.
"Justice, honey. Come sit by me." Mom said from the bed that made my head turn quickly, and she patted the side of the bed.
I broke into a sprint toward her, I do love her so much. With a bound and a leap, I am up on her and dad's bed and she grabs me and pulls me into her lap.
"How is my baby?" Mom had her hands under my front legs and she held me up, leaving me reached for the ground with my hind legs.
"Are you talking to the dog again?" Dad walked in one of those rough blankets on his face that mom would use on me when my hair is wet.
Mom hushed dad as she put her hands over my ears, "that is my baby you are talking about."
"Okay what do you think?" Dad asked pulling the towel from his face and revealing a new face that I have never seen before.
Mom shrieked and started laughing, scaring me to jump off of the bed. He looked so strange. The hair on his face was gone. It was so weird.
"Come here." Mom waved dad toward her as I circled the bed and jumped up on the other side.
Dad crawled up into the bed toward mom's feet and he stopped when he was on top of her and her hands were on his face.
"Oh my gosh." She felt his whole face and then pulled him in their lips were touching, they do that all the time.
I felt my head tilt to one side and I stared at dad's face, until he noticed.
"Is someone staring at me?" Dad asked moving off of mom and then laying on his back, laying me on his chest.
"She thinks it is weird too." Mom laughed kissing dads shoulder as dad scratched my right ear.