Chapter 2: Love at first sight and growing up with Denny

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The next morning, the sun's light rises into the sewer and into the window of Roddy and Rita's bedroom while they were sleeping peacefully until Rachel's cooing was heard through the baby monitor close to Rita as she woke up and got out of bed to walk to her daughter's nursery bedroom.

Roddy woke up shortly after Rita left the room. He even started hearing her with Rachel through the baby monitor until she called out for him. "Roddy, hope you're awake right now because it's nappy changing time and yes, it's a doozy!" Roddy sighed deeply while rolling his eyes as he got out of bed to get to Rachel's nursery room. "No mask this time." Rita said, smirking.

"Oh, boy." Roddy said, walking in the room to Rachel's diaper table to change her diaper. She already had her jeans taking off, but had her sweater on. Roddy took a deep breath before he ripped apart his daughter's diaper, slowly removing it where he started gagging to the stench. Rachel giggled even while her father continued on changing and cleaning her, gagging a couple times. Rita watched her husband through the whole diaper changing show and was falling on the chair, laughing so hard.

By the time he finished changing and cleaning Rachel, Rachel started squirming and kicked her rolled up dirty diaper on the floor, spilling a little on the carpet. Roddy complained while crying a little. Rita laughed out loud, again until she got up from the chair to go help him. "Okay, I think that'll probably be enough. Your punishment's over now. I won't let you do that ever, again. I'll help put a nice clean nappy on her." She said, picking the dirty diaper up from the floor as she put it in the trash can.

"Thank you. I always hate changing her nappy explosions. They make me gag every time I see or smell it!" Roddy said, shaking a little while Rita put a fresh diaper on Rachel as she put on a new pair of jeans along with her sneakers before picking her up, holding her in her arms as Roddy came up to his wife and daughter to cuddle them both. Rita turned to him as they shared a quick and gentle kiss together.

"Mama, dada!" Rachel smiled while looking at her parents as they turned to her, smiling back at her.

"Hey, Rita, what do you think of Rachel, having a play date with Algernon's son, Denny?" Roddy said.

Rita looked at her husband and smiled.
"I think that sounds like a great idea. She's played with her Aunt Emma and Uncle Billy before. I think she'll enjoy playing with Denny, too. I didn't know Algy had a kid." Rita said.

"He adopted him shortly after Rachel's baptism back in April. He found him in a basket in the water after his village in Spain was flooded and infested with cockroaches and Algernon been raising Denny on his own since that day."

"Really? Wow, sounds like quite the story Denny will be hearing when he gets older and I can't believe he was from Spain. That's like eighteen hours from here. It's a miracle that he survived without being fed or changed for that long."

"I know, he's like a little Baby Moses." Roddy said.

"I bet. So when do you think this play date of Rachel and Denny's will start?" She asked.

"Well, Algy and I were thinking last night when I was leaving for the second time from the party that it would happen today this afternoon."

Rita thought for a moment until she said, "Okay, we'll call Algy later on to let him know about starting Rachel and Denny's play date."

"Alright, sounds like a good idea." Roddy said, as they played with their daughter for a while before going downstairs to make breakfast.

Later on when noon hit, they got off the phone with their priest, Algernon and he said he'll be there soon with Denny. Roddy and Rita were in the living room, playing with Rachel when they heard a knock on the door. Roddy got up from the couch and walked over to the door to open it where he finds Algernon, holding Denny while he was holding his sun pillow and sucking his thumb. "Hello, Algy, come on in. Rita, he's here." He said.

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