Just Hit 'Send' By Grasshopper

Just Hit 'Send' - The Happy Years by Grasshopper Ch. 13

Merry Christmas, everyone. I wish you the best in 2006, perhaps not all you hope for, but surely all you need. GH

"Mommiieeeeeeeee! Niksie be's a big fat stupidhead." This wail was followed closely by a shriek and a loud thud.

Markie rolled her eyes, shifted her weight as she pressed her hand to the small of her back. "Can someone tell me why I thought having this baby was a good idea?" Waddling off, she rounded the corner and walked back into JD's room.

Jordan's eyebrows wrinkled as he heard protests and more wails. He looked over at Dan, shaking his head. "What say we give her a break today?"

"Sure," Danny smiled. "What's the plan?"

Jordan glanced at the doorway as a small boy slunk through, his whole face curled up into a huge frown. A low muttering sound whispered out, as he walked toward Jordan. "Niksie is a big fat ugly dumb stupidhead."

"What's wrong, punkin?" Jordan held out his arms and JD plopped into the warm circle to snuggle close.

"Mommy likes Niksie better than me." He let out a huge sigh.

Jordan snorted. "You so know that isn't true, small son. You are her very favorite boy."

JD lasered him with a 'Daddy, that's so lame' glare. "I am her ONLY boy, Daddy." He smushed his nose into Jordan's side and sighed again.

"What?" Jordan poked him.

In a very small boy voice, JD whispered, "But the baby, he be's a boy. I will not be the only boy then."

"But, you will always be her first boy; her JD."

"I will have to be the very best boy, I guess. I will have to be a smart boy, a good boy. I will have to be's nice even to stupid Niksie."

Dan laughed, "You know you love your sister."

"JD screwed his face up into a scowl. "Niksie, Piksie, Stiksie," he growled out. "She gets in my stuff. She still pees in her pants."

Jordan couldn't look over at Dan, knowing he'd laugh out loud. "She's still just a punkin seed, JD. It won't be long til she's a whole punkin, like you. Then she'll be your best friend."

Snorting, JD scooted off the sofa. "Tony Bow Boney is my very bestest friend. Girls are big cooties."

"Who is Tony Boboney?" Danny laughed. "What kind of name is that?"

JD giggled. "At school, we play rhymey name games."

"Oh, wait," Jordan grinned, "I remember this from when I was growing up. You remember Dan? Dan, Dan, Bow Ban, Banana Fana Fow Fan. Dan!!"

Danny laughed out loud. "Oh My God! That is sooo old. Remember how risque you felt when you did it with Chuck? Hahahahha !!"

"Chuck? Is that a name?" JD said, bouncing on the carpet. "Chuck Chuck Bow Buck, Banana Fana Fo....................."

Jordan whapped a hand over JD's mouth, grabbed him up and swung him in the air. "We're going to Chucky Cheese. Right Now!! Get your jacket."

JD ran off to grab up his jacket, singing loudly, "Chucky Chucky, Bow Bucky, Banana Fana...."

"Jordan!!" Markie's exasperated voice echoed down the hallway.

"That went well," Danny laughed. "We better get outta here before Markie skins us. I'll get Nikki."

The weather had turned into a rainy nightmare, wind swirling the dried leaves and mud flipping up off their sneakers at every step. North Carolina was split into two different worlds in the wintertime. The Blue Ridge and the Smokey Mountains attracted the cold snow seekers and the coast was perfect for lovers of bonfires and cold walks on the beach. The temperature dropped markedly lower if you drove inland.