I did a little dance. Finally I had done it. At last father can be proud. With a small muddy shovel in my hand, my legs caked in the mud I marched proudly in the house to share the news.
I entered through the back door passing Kitty, the house cat, walking to the living room to see if he was there, checking Mommy and daddy's bedroom.
No not there either. How about in my room? I waddled slowly into my room hoping I could find him and preserve my achievement.
Step by step as I got closer, my excitement built. Every waddle I took hope finds me. I'm sure he's here.
Stepping through the entrance I am greeted with his strong perfume.
Why did he wear such a strong scented perfume anyways?
Looking up, I giggled at his expression he looked mad.
A huge smile forms on my face as I signal him for an uppsie.
Despite his angry expression he picked me up caking his neatly ironed T-shirt effectively with mud. My smile widens.
"Daddy!" I greet.
He smiles in acknowledgment. I began jumping.
"I did it!"
He smiles "did what"
"I POOPED MY PAAANTS!" I screamed at him exited to see what he will award me for my achievement.
His smile shatters. He puts me down immediately. I feel my heart break.
He told me to do it. I felt tears starting to form in my eyes. Was he....?
Should I have not pooped at all?
Tears spilled from eyes. I ran out crying hysterically. No way, absolutely no way will I ever.....ever ever ever poop again.
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