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 Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 10:06 am
Sat on a park bench in what was becoming Ziya's favourite spot Isra watched the city mums with facination. Dressed in their designer jeans and pushing their designer strollers. It was facinating.
Isra had travelled to the edge of the desert by camel and then caught a bus, Ziya in a sling on her back all the way. Smiling she stretched her aching back and watched Ziya with a smile as he played with the crayons and paper they had brought in the shops.
A stoller would definitely save her back. She thought as she continued to watch those around her. Maybe they did them with wheels that would work on sand.
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 3:13 am
A little girl was something definitely different for the unmarried father. Jason already had Colby for a few months now and then managed to acquire Shayla. He wasn't complaining so much, though a baby girl was not something he ever hoped for. Why? Well the man hated women, but something deep down inside just told him to tend to the little ice princess. Seemed to be a lot of those types of girls in his family at the moment...
But there he was, pushing the now double stroller along with the mothers of the area. Sure he may stick out as being a single father but hey, he was doing pretty good so far.
Stopping at a park bench across from Isra, he tugged the stroller to the side and sat down to relax. Colby was fast asleep in the warm sunshine though Shayla had been fussy the whole walk. It was understandable why, she was too warm.
"Oh pumpkin.." Jason muttered as he plucked the whiney baby from out of the stroller. "I'll get you home soon. I promise." He smiled down at the girl, doing his best to rock his arms and calm her down. His only response was a huffy groan and a pouty face.
Giving a small shake of his head, he grabbed a small cooler from inside the stroller and took out a partially melted ice cube. It was handed over to the baby girl and she quickly started to suckle and play with the melting cube. Jason just smiled a bit finding it rather cute before lifted his head and took a glance around. Seeing a woman across the way he just flashed a smile trying to be a bit polite.
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 3:51 am
Isra watched the young man and the two children with a slight interest. Most of the parents in the park were mothers. She smiled, it was good to see a father doing some of the work for a change.
Not that she could really talk. This was the first time in a while she had taken Ziya out.
She returned the man's smile with a small nod and turned her eyes to the stroller. She wasn't the most sociable of people, but she really did want to know more about the labor saving devices that seemed to be so popular.
She gave a glance to Ziya. He didn't seem to understand what to do with the crayons she had brought him and had taken to simply bashing them on the paper, laughing at the marks they made.
Isra smirked and looked up to the man again.
"Excuse me." She asked, leaning forwards a little. "I don't mean to interrupt but where did you get your ... um, that." She asked pointing to the stoller. She wasn't entirely sure what they were called.
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2006 3:02 am
Jason's attention passed from the baby and back to the woman across the way, head inclining to the side as she spoke. What was what? His eyes followed to where she pointed and he frowned. The baby? Well that was a story not meant to be repeated anymore- or at least it just put salt in old wounds. Then again... she didn't mean the birds and the bees right? Oh gods he didn't want to tell that story AGAIN any time soon. Like hell Ballentine could do it, oh NO. Leave it to Jason to give the 'your body is changing and this is why' story.... At least there was a book for it now...
"I'm sorry..." Jason said, turning his head to once more look at the woman. "What is what? The baby? The little critter... stroller? Um... cooler? I don't really know what else is over there to answer your question." He frowned, reaching up to scratch at his cheek. "Ya gots a kid of your own so I really don't think you need 'the talk'..." He stated, actually making the air quotes with his fingers.
"So... can you be a little more specific?" He asked, shifting Shayla in his lap so she wasn't cutting the circulation off to his leg. "And that's a cute little boy you got over there. What's his name?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 8:34 am
Isra blinked and stared at the man for a moment.
"The talk?" She asked raising a dark eyebrow. She had no idea what the talk was but she was sure she did not need it from him. "I could be specific, but I am afraid I do not know what it is called." She said with a bit of a helpless smile. If there was one thing she hated, it was feeling stupid. "The contraption you use to push the child in?"
At his gesture to Ziya she looked down and smiled.
"His name is Ziya and thank you. He is quite cute, most of the time." Hmm, she had heard the mothers back at the camp doing this sort of thing. Complimenting each other on their children. "Your daughter is very beautiful." She said watching the adorable little girl play with her ice.
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 10:05 pm
A slender eyebrow lifted as the woman referred to the stroller as a contraption. She just made it sound like a torture device. Well maybe it was torture to his back having to push it around all the time. "Well... That contraption as you called it... Is a stroller." He stated, giving his head a small bob to the side to indicate it. "Most department stores have them... I'm sure you can find a cheap one if you were looking for it. They also have those pouches to carry kids on your back or chest... But with wings that's a bit difficult for me." He laughed a bit, adjusting Shayla in his lap.
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Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 8:27 am
"I used a pouch to carry him here." She said with a smile. "Though it's rather uncomfortable. Those look much easier."
She made a mental note to go to a department store when she had the chance.
"Your daughter seems to like ice a lot." She said as she watched the pretty young girl.
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Posted: Thu Nov 09, 2006 11:54 pm
"Aye... That she does." Jay stated as he looked down at the girl in question. "She's fairly cool to the touch as well..." Deciding it was best on their voices not to continue shouting across the way, Jason stood. "Though... I do believe we have one thing in common if I am correct." He said, placing Shayla into the buggy and tugging it across the walk and the other bench. "Your boy... Where did you get him from?"
Shayla had managed to sit up in the buggy once it was stopped, ice cub sticking out of her mouth and slowly melting to drip down her chin. Her eyes caught sight of Ziya and she watched what he was doing curiously. But a little giggle from the girl caused the ice cube to slip from her lips, dropping to the ground.
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