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Characters: Momma – played by yours truly; Baby (male) – played by well, Baby
Scene Description: Momma enters stage right carrying Baby into the living room and Momma’s work area, which is top stage left.
Momma: Do you want to help Mommy or do you want to play with your toys?
Baby: (no response, looks at toys, cooing nicely)
Momma: Ok. Good, sit right here with your toys and play.
Baby: (grunts, scrunches face, and pushes into standing position, as Momma tries to seat him)
Momma: Mommy has something to do. I thought you wanted to play.
Baby: (still grunting, scrunching face, and trying to push up with legs/feet, while also pulling on Moma)
Momma: Look at your toys. How about this one? Can you sit and play for Mommy? Just a few minutes. (finally getting Baby into seated position) Good job! Thank you. Now just play for a few minutes.
Baby: (looking up at Momma with sad eyes, reaches up)
Momma: Ok, I’ll hold you. But, Mommy has to do some work.
Baby: (smiles and coos loudly)
Momma: (sits down at computer with Baby in lap, starts typing)
Baby: (reaches for keyboard)
Momma: (said firmly) No. Here play with this. (hands Baby wrist support for mouse)
Baby: (puts wrist support in his mouth, makes more sounds, blows raspberries to the air)
Momma: (continues typing)
Baby: (starts pushing paper/envelopes off desk, begins to grunt)
Momma: (takes paper/envelopes and puts back on desk) What’s wrong? (said while picking wrist pad off floor and giving back to Baby)
Baby: (not responding, alternates between putting wrist pad in mouth and grunting, while also reaching for keyboard)
Momma: (said firmly, but with more force than the first time)No.
Baby: (scratches diaper with fingers, grabs at Momma, turns around to face Momma)
Momma: Hi! What is it?
Baby: (makes baby noises)
Momma: (continuously handing Baby wrist pad, while still trying to type)
Baby: (grunting more frequently, pulling at Momma’s clothes and chest area, also cooing intermittently)
Momma: (still typing, thinks to self “Just another minute, Baby. Let me get this done.”)
Baby: (smiles up at Momma, coos, and still grabs at clothing)
Momma: Hey! (said joyfully, smiles back) I’m almost done.
Baby: (grabs computer and starts pushing mouse buttons, puts fingers in mouth, pushes more buttons)
Momma: No! Stop touching.
Baby: (cooing and otherwise making happy sounds, grabbing Momma’s clothes)
Momma: (makes raspberries in the air while typing, alternating between looking at the screen and Baby’s face)
Baby: (cooing back, grabbing Momma’s lips, and smiling)
Momma: (stopping to stare back at Baby, smiles)
Baby: (making raspberries back, sighing loudly, and yawning, while trying to grab the computer again)
Momma: Wait. I’m almost done. (said while removing Baby’s hands from the computer, readjusting Baby’s position, and attempting to trap Baby’s arms under hers)
Baby: (quickly putting arms back through the center of Momma’s, grabs at computer, turns around to face Momma, and begins to whine)
Momma: You want milk?
Baby: (yawns, while pulling on Momma and doing raspberries)
Momma: (thinking) I should probably end this before it gets ugly. I only have another 10 seconds probably, but I have to publish….
Baby: (yawns again, whines, puts fingers in mouth, and grabbing at Momma’s clothing)
Momma: Guess I’ll stop here. You want milk? Come on. I’ll feed you. Let’s go. (kisses Baby and smiles) (thinks to self) “Momma’s interrupted again. I’ll try to finish later.”)
Scene Ends with Momma carrying Baby across to stage left and exits.