The Diabolically Big 4-0!

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 As Logged By:

Agent West 

 

The big day has come

For some cake, and then some.

I see the numbers four and oh,

And I gotta say, 'woah!'

 

Time once again has won!

Mommy's thirties are gone.

Will she sing goodbye?

Or will she cry, cry, cry? 

 

 "You seem in a cheery mood," Daddy notices with a cautious grin.
 
"I'm doing great!"  Mommy boldly exclaims.  "It's my birthday and I feel wonderful."
 
"Just so long as your dad doesn't have any surprises planned," Daddy whispers under his breath and buckles me in for a car ride to the grandparents.
 
"There's my little stinker!"  Grandpa greets as soon as we arrive.  "Who's my tooty pants?"
 
And with that, I've got to let one out.
 
PPPHHHHHHRRRRRRRFFFFFFFTTTTHHHHHHPPPPPPPTTTTTTT!
 
"Ugh, Dad!"  Mommy growls and whisks me away as Grandpa cackles and cracks!  "Not on my birthday."
 
 In a flash Mommy whips off the dirty diaper and has me cleaned before I can blink.  I wait just a minute longer, until she's just put my new diaper on.
 
PPHHHHRRRFFTTHHPPTT!
 
Mommy's warning glare flashes.
 
"It's my birthday, mister," she growls as she changes my diaper again.  "I'm not ready to be this old.  Not at all.  And I need today to go smoothly, so can you give me a little break just for today?"
 
She may have asked it, but that stare says I have no choice.
 
"We all want to enjoy some cake and ice cream... don't we?????"
 
Uh oh!
 
Mommy's given me the threat!  What should I do?  I'm a diabolical dude!  I've got to wreck havoc, but I love Grandma's cake and ice cream.
 
Oh, the horror!
 
Oh, the torture!
 
Understanding that I give, Mommy's smile widens.  It even softens.  
 
She hoists me up and carries me back into the living room.  "Here we are.  Cleaned and freshly changed."
 
That's when I see the giant cake!  It is covered in icing with a few fruits set around the sides.  Look at the icing!  Look at the piles of ice cream!
 
BUT...  BUT...
 
What's that on top?
 
A 4 and a 0...
 
Wait, together that makes...
 
40!
 
Mommy's that old?  WOAH!  She is getting old. 
 
"You're just in time!"  Grandpa announces.  "Come, look.  We got a new calf this morning.  Isn't she a beauty!"
 
"Wow," Mommy gasps.  "She is beautiful."
 
Even I think so! 
 
"You know what we should name her?"  Grandpa asks with a laugh.  "The BIG 4-0!"
 
Mommy gives a little laugh, then her smile begins to twitch.  Suddenly she flings her head back and wails...
 
"WWWWAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!"
 
Sometimes, a momma's gotta cry. 
 
Should I tell her that my diaper is full? 
 
 
 

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