Mating Season

"Baby, always wear your face mask, is that okay?" I talked to my six-year-old son.

"Okay, Mom!" He answered enthusiastically while looking at the high gate of the house where we were standing. "Are you going to work here?" He asked.

I nodded and squeezed her cute hand.

I hope we won't be evicted if I can work here. I also hope my son won't steal chocolates at night, my old boss mistook me for a ghost so I was fired!

I couldn't help but laugh, my mother and I have been through so much and my son is strangely gaining weight and not losing weight.