The school year had started back up recently and that left Caiden at the house with his mother during the day. Most days that was no issue, but the day-to-day routine could get old so Cheryl decided to call her good friend Marisol and see if they all wanted to get together today for a playdate. Marisol had a little one of her own as well. His name was Milo and he is a little one and a half year old yellow bear cub. Caiden loves when he gets to play with Milo because he gets to play the big brother. Since Caiden is the ‘baby’ of the Smith household he never gets that responsibility of caring for the younger cub. Caiden loves to help playing, feeding, changing, and entertaining the little bear cub.
Needless to say, Caiden was really excited that he was going to go on a playdate with Milo. Since his brother had been away at school, Caiden has been playing by himself for the most part. Cheryl got the diaper bag ready to go and got Caiden dressed. Once they were loaded in the car, they headed off to meet Marisol and Milo at Mcdonalds for lunch. Once they arrived, Marisol and Milo were already sitting at one of the tables. Caiden ran up and greeted them both excitedly. Cheryl followed shortly behind and said hello to her good friend. Caiden and Cheryl sat in the booth while Marisol went to go get the food. Caiden was making funny faces and jabbering to Milo and making him laugh while they waited.
A short time later, Marisol arrived with the food and they began eating. While they were eating Marisol started talking to Caiden since she hasn’t seen him in a while. She asked about how he was doing, who his friends were, how big he was, etc. Then she started joking with the toddler when Caiden was being a little messy with his food.
“What does the cow say, Caiden?” joked Marisol expecting something like ‘Moo’ in reply.
“POOPY!” shouted Caiden loudly to the surprise of of everyone at the table and the restaurant.
“Caiden Alexander Smith!” said Cheryl sternly as she leaned in to lecture her son “You know better than to say words like that at the table. Do we need to have a talk in the bathroom?”
“No momma…” hushed Caiden as he realized that there would be little talking going down if they took a trip to the bathroom.
“Good boy.” replied Cheryl as she patted his head.
Marisol was trying to contain her laughter at Caiden’s comment while Milo was giggling his little head off.
The group finished eating without any other issues and they cleaned up and headed to Marisol’s house for tea and a playdate for the rest of the afternoon…
I really love the look that Caiden’s mother have on here face when here soon say the word POOPY out loud in the restaurant. This is not really the good place to shout out something like this when everyone is sitting down to have a nice meal. That is not the kind of word you wont to here then.