Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

By the time October rolled around, Betty still preferred being held in arms over standing or walking on her own.

Every attempt by her nanny to help her stand was met with resistance, as Betty would pout and make a beeline for the couch instead. Lift her up, and she'd dangle her feet in mid-air, performing what could only be described as an aerial sit.

In short, her little ladyship's feet were apparently too noble to touch mere mortal ground.

The only thing that could possibly coax her to take a few steps forward was if Leanne and Curtis sat across from her, enticing her with their presence. Otherwise, you could place a bar of gold in front of her, and she wouldn't bat an eyelid.

Leanne fretted, "Why are you so lazy, huh? Wonder who you got that from?"

Betty, the little lazybones, was sitting on Curtis' lap, playing with some rubber blocks, while Curtis sat on the plush carpet, supporting her with one hand to prevent any falls.

With a slight flick of his right finger, he sent the block she had just stacked flying, rolling it towards Leanne's feet.

He looked up and teased, "I'm kicking soccer balls ten months a year, maybe you need some self-reflection?"

"With your skills, it's a wonder the national team didn't snatch you up. Don't like winning

school, he was the star of the basketball team, dazzling on the court. Leanne, on the other hand, had always been indifferent to sports, finding the mere

issue really

off Curtis' lap towards her. Reaching for the block, Betty glanced back at the distance she had covered and, not keen on retracing

"Not bad, she knows how to dodge trouble and use people. Getting these life lessons so young, she's decades

ahead," Leanne said, "since she's too lazy

not like I'm too old or too weak to carry her," Curtis said with a laugh. "Mommy's of considerable age, and I carry her

a block at

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she's ready. Right now, she just hasn't found the right motivation. Once she

maintained a relaxed attitude, as if the sky

idlers are

understand, holding the block and

from Leanne's lap, lifted