The End

~ Daciana~

After a year.

We sat in the living room. Randall and I. And in his arms was Darian, who also seemed so interested in what was showing on the television.

It was pretty funny that he had a favorite show at age one already and it was Cocomelon. He loved the show so much that if it came on, he’d stop crying and begin to giggle.

I looked at Randall and he looked at me with widened eyes.

“What?” I asked, and he looked at Darian. “He’s giving those low groans again. I think he’s going to…”

All of a sudden, Darian pooped all over his garment and my eyes widened.

“Poop.” He completed his statement and we both burst out laughing. Darian looked at us in confusion and suddenly began to laugh too.

“I’m so sorry. I should have used his pampers. I had no idea he’d poop again so soon.” I uttered, carefully carrying him away from Randall’s arms.

“It’s okay. I’ll just go and wash up.” He responded, holding the helm of his royal garment and lifting it so the poop won’t mess the floor