For the past two weeks I had a baby, his name was Cain, and at first it was fun, and I enjoy it , feeling as if I took it a lot more serious than some people. But as the days progressed and I began to realize I was restricted in some manners. I couldn't go play basketball at lunch without having to worry about who has my baby, and who to give my baby. I had to bring him along everywhere, because I didn't have the money to where i could pay anyone. I brought him into the bathroom, and i brought him to peoples houses. One time only I had my dad watch him. I learned a lot with this experience, and only knowing this baby didn't need extra attention makes you really understand how crazy it would be with a real baby at this age, or any age
My last day, was sad, but bittersweet, Cain and I departed ways, he sadly passed away Tuesday. It was sad, but not before i got the last few pictures with him, and my buddy Erik and his baby. Was a good two weeks, and hopefully one day ill have a real Cain in my life.
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