My president!!!

For the past few days Alisha followed a monotonous morning routine, from housework to caring for her precious son.

Young Walsh stood by the door, carrying her son in her arms, as she depended on the little boy.

"Angelo" the young Walsh arranged her son's curly hair, he was wearing a light blue hooded shirt, polo pants and vans. "Remember to behave, I don't want any complaints, so my precious son can obey Vivían."

"Mom. I don't want to stay at home" the boy clung to Alisha's neck, he liked his mother carrying him in her arms, he could nod so protected. "It's boring. you can take me!. I'll behave" her little voice sounded like angelic songs in the young mother's ears.

"No" she declared bluntly. "You'll be more comfortable here, the life of those boring gentlemen won't do you justice that entertainment you'll have here" Alisha wanted to persuade her son.

Angelo kissed her cheek. "My mother, she is the most beautiful in the world, you can take me with you." another kiss was left on her ot