I gotta admit, I did love that one. So cute. Babies can do that to you. They can also destroy your sanity, but there are those lovely little moments… 😉
Great entry, Sessha. Always love it when you join us. Congratulations on your win.
So, think she’ll be sending that one to Richard for The next episode of The Word Count podcast? Will you be sending one? I think it’s a great prompt. Even if mine went a little silly. Go ahead. Send your entry or write another one. I love the podcast and I want to hear yours in there.
Well, here’s her entry, folks. Enjoy, and come back next week for more fun!
It stared back at him from it’s comfortable nest on the table and blew a large bubble out of it’s right nostril. “What, exactly, is that doing here?”
Michael stretched languidly, totally unaffected by his lover’s angry outburst. “I said we’d look after her for a few days while my sister and her husband are away. She isn’t going to bite.”
“I just never thought I’d have to deal with an infant,” Sean mumbled. “It’s one of the biggest advantages to being gay, no kneecap gnawers running around putting a crimp in your lifestyle.”
“You won’t even know she’s here,” his lover assured him with a broad smile. “Babies sleep a lot.”
Five hours later an exhausted, vomit encrusted, thoroughly chastened Michael was beginning to rethink his earlier words. “Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.”
“You look like shit,” Sean pointed out. “And you smell worse. Go take a shower, I’ll watch her for a bit.”
“Are you sure?”
“Just go, we’ll be fine. You, on the other hand, are not smelling any fresher.”
The silence that met his ears when the shower shut off filled Michael with dread. The last thing he wanted to do was tell his sister her darling baby had been injured or, god forbid, killed, by his impetuous lover. He skidded out of the bathroom and came to a screeching halt.
Sean was sitting in a chair, sound asleep, the baby clutched protectively to his chest, her hand fisted in his hair.
“Well, this is unexpected.” Unexpected perhaps, but not unwelcome, and Michael scurried off to find his camera. Surely blackmail material like this would come in handy at some point in the future.