Chapter 2: Jeremiah's Cheerios

The strange girl called "Kim" walked inside and sees Jeremiah. She gasps then instantly coo's strange noises at him. things like "hwoos a cutie wootie?" and "aww yew such a cuutie!" I think its so funny when older people make fools out of themselves just for babies.

Kim is still going on cooing and making funny faces. I give in to my urge to howl and laugh out loud, and keep going on for what seems like hours before my loud laughs give in to subtile giggles. I look up to this "Kim" and give her the fondest look I could bring up and raise my hand up and touch her's, asking for entrance to her soft hand. she turned around to me, smiles, then gently grasps my hand in hers. The feeling is sensational. I look up at her heart shaped head that hold her violet eyes full of determination. her sandy hair hangs as she bends her head to look at me. We both smile again then turn back to see my mommy with a content expression on her face, staring at the two of us.

"You, Kim Brasner, has got yourself a job."

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After mommy leaves to go to work, Kim runs up to the kitchen.

"Oh my goodness," she mumbles as she looked around with disgust evident in her eyes. Jeremiah had somehow found a way to get cheerios stuck in his hair and face. he sat gurgling in the huge chair smiling with contempt. after seeing that sight, kim looked up to see our dirty kitchen with cheerios now spread all over the floor, my bare feet crushing a lot of them. Kim then smiled and looked down at me.

"Looks like we've got a lot of work to do"

Kim then pulled Jeremiah out of the big chair and held him at arms length.

"looks like someone needs a bath." she said making up her face, making me laugh. Kim walks to the bathroom and turns on the water. Jeremiah protests by flailing his feet around, grabbing at everything in sight. He knocks the soap and the shampoo down, and even grabs my hair as Kim bends down. My face twists in pain and I start yelling"Ow ow ow". Kim picks Jeremiah up when he lets go of me and she starts rocking him around. this seems to be soothing him as his wailing abrades. The bath is done by then and I help by turning the water off. Kim looks at me and smiles, dimples visible.

Kim then slowly lowers Jeremiah into the water and gently plucks cheerios from his hair. She then grabs the soap, squeezes it onto her palm, then softly wipes Jeremiah thoroughly with a wipe. Jeremiah seemed to be liking this as he looks Kim in the eye and extends his arms out to touch her face. Kim reacts by kissing his fingers then making those ridiculous noises she did when she came. I erupt in laughter and can't stop for a long time.  That's when Kim asks the question I usually don't hear.

"You hungry?" she says sounding easy going and at ease.

I don't think she knows that the only food we ever seem to get are cheerios and soup.

I nod my head and look at her with eager eyes. does she really have the foods I've only had in my imagination? Does she have the foods mommy reads about in the books that all the kids thought were so "yummy"? Kim went into the living room after drying Jeremiah off with the towel he's had for forever. Kim went to the corner of the living room where she stored her light blue bag and brought it up to my lap so i could see the contents inside. there were six Twizzlers, two packs of Ritz crackers, and 2 Capri suns in the bag seemingly filled with treasures. I looked up at Kim as if asking for permission. Kim nodded her head and I grabbed two Twizzlers and a Capri sun. I would need help opening the crackers and I didn't want to risk getting scolded because of spilling cracker crumbs all over her pretty bag.

I handed Kim a Twizzler and sat back on the couch.

I have a feeling that Kim and I are going to be good friends.