Baby Can I Hold You

'mmm...leave it.'



'What if it's important..' Kelly pulled her lips away from Carrie's as she heard the phone ring once more.



'This is important.....what im doing right now is important...' Carrie pulled Kelly back to her.



'What if someone's sick...'



'We aren't doctors.'



'What if it's Elle's school.' Kelly knew that would work, she felt Carrie roll of her and answer the phone.



'You jinxed us....' Carrie hung up the phone.' That was the teacher.....she's been throwing up.'



'The teacher?'



'Elle.' Carrie climbed off the bed pulling her top on. ' You make a bed up on the sofa and I'll take Joseph and get her.'



'A bed on the sofa?'



'Yea'



'She's got a bed...why can't she use that.'



'Because......someone once told me she hated laying in her bed alone when she was sick.....and when she had kids she would never make them sleep alone.'



'I told you that?'



'yeah that and you would never make her eat pea's' Kelly smiled



'Ironically she loves pea's.'



'Ironic.......anyway you bed me car.' Carrie said in her best Tarzan voice.





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Carrie walked into the school carrying Joseph in her arms,She loved the feeling of holding the baby so close to her. She followed the childish paintings on the walls till she reached Elle's class, looking in the window she saw her daughter sitting by the teachers desk.



'Mommy' Elle smiled weakly as she watched Carrie enter.



'Hey baby....you OK' Carrie bent down feeling her daughters head.



'The sick was everywhere mommy....even on Miss Evans shoes.' Carrie smiled looking down at the teachers now bare feet.



'Is the sick all gone...cause mommy's car is kind of new.' Elle rubbed her stomach.



'Think so.'







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All the way back towards the house Carrie kept a close eye on her daughter, although she was joking about the car she really didn't want to be spending the next few hours cleaning sick from her back seat, as the pulled in the the drive Kelly was standing waiting.



'What took you so long......ive been standing here forever.' Kelly lifted her daughter out of the car feeling her head.



'Bed on the sofa?' Elle clapped her hands.



'With chicken soup and dvd's.' Kelly smiled happily while Carrie just thought about the sick she would have to clean up if she ate that soup.



'Where's my chocolate.'



'Chocolate?...........Elle your sick.'



'But chocolate makes me feel better'



'Honey I don't think chocolate will help you.' Kelly tried.



'It will...it always does'



'Elle......'Carrie stopped taking a seat on the sofa. ' Your not sick are you.' She watched as Elle's cheeks turned red.



'I am.....i was sick on the teachers shoes'



'Carrie of course she's sick....' Kelly sat down on the floor feeling Elle's head again.



'Elle how did you get sick?'



'I just did.'



'Elle.'



'Fine..i ate the chalk.' Kelly pulled back to look at her daughter.



'You ate chalk?'



'Yea.'



'Chalk?.....Elle why would you eat chalk?'



'Cause Joseph got to stay home......i didn't want to go to school I wanted to stay here with you .' Kelly sat speechless.



'And you thought eating the chalk would be the answer?' Carrie asked.



'It was the answer...it got me home didn't it.'



'Carrie' Kelly asked quietly.



'I know I know.' picking Elle up in her arms Carrie made her way towards the front door.



'Hey where you taking me?'



'School you little faker.' Kelly sat watching as Carrie put Elle in her car as Elle tried her best to throw up all over Carrie's car.