* he stares down at the multi-colored lump set before him. unsure of that to make with the focus of dozens of eyes gazing upon him. suddenly a small chunk of the lump is shoved into his mouth, sweet creamy icing covering the surface of his tung. MMMMM.......... he thinks- That's good- his hand flies up- shoving itself deep into the sweet tasting lump, clutching tight a glob as he brings it to his mouth, smashing it all in- uncaring for the mess he is making of his own face. handful after handful- he swallows, gulping down milk by the ounce as he does so.
as the tray becomes empty, he begins to smear around the extra that his stomach cannot hold. just before he throws his cup to the ground, reaching for his mom. whining ready to be cleaned up.
she carries him into a warm pool of water, placing him in it and playfully splashing his chest and face till his skin becomes natural colored and icing free once again.
once hes dry she carries him in and once again he sits, dozen of eyes gazing warmly on him, colorful packages surrounding him, giant bows shinning under the bright lights of his heavenly spotlight. paper tears, toys! toys! toys! oh wow what a dad this has been. oh oh and the most fun part! a sugar rush like never before experienced! he sits, contemplating on how he can use this rush of energy and new toys to give mom a glorious headache tonight*
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