"Alright, your right we should go." Jenny put the car into gear and drove down the street heading for Chuck E Cheese.
"YEAH CHUCK E CHEESE!!!" shouted Mikey as he bounced up and down in his care seat. Each bounce felt like a dump truck backing up into you, "OOF... OOF... Mikey... Stop... I ... Can't... Breath!!!" Fortunate for you he stopped but not because you told him.
10 minutes later Jenny pulled up to Chuck E Cheese and let Mikey out of the car. They both entered and Mikey immediately went to the ball pin to play. You gave up trying to get his attention knowing that if he couldn't hear you before there is no way in hell he will hear you through the commotion going on in the store. Mean while Jenny was sitting at a table after ordering some food for Mikey. She kept looking at her phone seeing if Mark called her yet, but there was nothing. "I wonder if he likes me," she said under her breath. She tried your number again for the fifth time today but got the same voice mail.
After a while a waiter dropped off their order of extra cheese pizza. Jenny called Mikey over to eat some food so he doesn't get hungry. "You want mommy to cut up your pizza for you honey?"
"No," he said with a grin, "I'm a big boy I can eat it all by my self."
Jenny just sat there smiling at Mikey as he ate still thinking about Mark. Every so often she would hear the door open and look to see if it was Mark but soon realized it wasn't. After Mikey and Jenny ate the pizza Mikey noticed that his mom was sad and asked, "Mommy whats wrong?"
She quickly smiled and said "Nothing. Why don't you go play now?"
Mikey quickly jumped down from his seat and ran back to the ball pen to play. You, still stuck in Mikey's diaper, were in a living hell. As Mikey ran around and played with the other kids in the ball pen he started to work up a sweat. His diaper turned from a soft dry prison into possible the most humid and wet environments in the world. Worse you kept getting bounced around and started to stick to his butt. First it was for a few seconds then you would fall back down. Then the duration of it turned into minutes. Eventual you final got stuck to his butt. Unable to move you begin to get mad. You start to kick, punch, yell, squirm. You tried to get his attention but again he couldn't hear you. You finally break down and give up. You are screwed and there is nothing you can do about it.
After a couple of hours Jenny started to get extremely sad, wondering why you didn't show up. She was so upset that tears started to form in her eyes but she quickly brushed them away. How mature of her to start to cry because someone didn't show up at a kids restaurant. A few minutes later Mikey ran up to his mom ready to go. "Mommy are you OK? You look sad." Jenny again put on a smile for her son. How observant for a 3 year old to know when she was upset.
"I'm fine. I just was hoping Mark would show up that's all. But if your ready to go then come on." She quickly picked up her purse and walked out with her son holding her hand. They got in the car and started to drive home. "You know what Mikey I don't need Mark," she said "When I got my little man with me. In fact your the only man I need in my life."
Hearing this you begin to shout again "JENNY!!! I'M RIGHT HEAR DAMN IT!!! LISTEN TO ME I LOVE YOU!!!! PLEASE JUST HELP ME!!!!" Not to your surprise she didn't hear you. With the music playing and with Mikey's clothes, not a word reached her. Pinned under Mikey's butt you begin to cry "I was going to ask you out tonight... but for some damn reason out of everyone in the world I shrink."
Jenny pulled up into the drive way and got Mikey out of his car seat and into the house. It was night time and they had a couple of pizzas for lunch and dinner. She had to go to work tomorrow morning so she was getting Mikey ready for bed. "OK little man ready for bed?"
"Mommy I told you I'm not a little man," he said with a frown. She quickly sniffed to see if Mikey went to the bathroom in his diaper and to her surprise he didn't. Then she though of an idea.
"Fine. I'll start calling you my big man if you can use the potty like we talked about. Can you do that?"
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