𝐓𝐡𝐚 𝐆𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐨'𝐬 𝐓𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧 𝐓𝐨 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐌𝐞

𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓

𝐌𝐨𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐦 𝐋𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐫 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐞
𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝟑𝐫𝐝, 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟓
𝐋𝐨𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐂𝐀

"𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝐩, 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝐩, 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭"

It wasn't even light outside before Messiah started whining. So of course, I woke up and took him to the bathroom.

Danita and I are practicing potty training with him so we got him a little kiddie toilet and a step stool to the real toilet in the bathroom so he could start.

"Number one or two pop?" I asked while crouching down to his level.

"One." He replied.

"Okay, y'know the drill, step up." I sighed while standing up straight and grabbing his hand as he stepped up on the steps. Once he was up there, I flipped the toilet seat up.

"Do your business and try your best to aim in the center." I guided him.

He ended up doing it right with no troubles so I had him pat himself dry then I sat him on the sink and helped him wash his hands.

"Don't forget to flush the toilet." I said while doing it for him.

I flipped the toilet seat back down then washed my hands.

After washing my hands, I grabbed his rugrats toothbrush and his bubblegum flavored tooth paste and began to brush his teeth.

I showed him how to do it, then let him hold and maneuver it. In the meantime, I started to brush my own teeth and wash my face.

"I'm done daddy." He spoke with a full mouth of toothpaste.

"Spit it out." I chuckled.

He spit it out in the sink so I grabbed a handful of water and had him rinse his mouth out like that a couple times.

After he was done brushing, I grabbed a rag and wet it with warm water then I wiped his eyes and whole face.

After that was done, I put some vaseline on his face and mine then I got him off the counter and we went back in the room. I checked my clock and it was 4:30 AM which was usually when i'd wake up and start getting ready when I had Messiah.

I woke up so early with Messiah because I had to walk him back to his mom's house to drop him off so I could go to school. My school started at 7:00

"Wanna match with pops today?" I asked.

"No." He giggled.

"Boy you wanna match any other time." I laughed.

I knew he wanted to match, he was just being funny so I pulled out a white Pro Club, oversized black jeans, and white Air Max 1's with the gum bottom for the both of us.

Yes we have most of the same pairs of shoes. He gotta match my fly.

After I helped him put his clothes on, I put mine on and attached my pager to my front pocket.