Poor BiBi!
It started when mom was busy with something, and little BiBi just couldn’t stand being left out. She watched mom move around, picking up things, talking to others, and completely ignoring her.
No way!
BiBi was not having it. She stomped her tiny feet and let out a loud wail, “WAAAHHH!” Her little face turned red with frustration as she threw herself onto the floor, banging her tiny hands in a dramatic tantrum.
“Mom! Pick me up!” she demanded, her voice high-pitched and full of anger.
But mom didn’t respond right away. She was trying to get things done, and BiBi’s crying wasn’t enough to make her stop.
BiBi was furious now. “Pick me up, NOW!” she screamed, looking around for some attention.
Mom glanced over at her but kept working. “BiBi, you’re okay. I’ll pick you up in a minute,” she said calmly.
But BiBi wasn’t having it. She cried even louder, kicking her feet and rolling around on the floor in frustration.
This is so unfair! she thought, her tiny body trembling with anger.
Finally, mom gave in, walking over and lifting BiBi into her arms. BiBi clung to her tightly, her little body still shaking. “I’m sorry, sweetie. You know I’ll always pick you up,” mom whispered, kissing BiBi’s head.
BiBi sniffled and settled down in mom’s arms, her anger slowly fading. She still didn’t like waiting, but in the end, she was safe and loved.
