April 4, 2005 § 2 Comments
We were at a Thai restaurant. I was having my favorite meal (coconut chicken soup and beef rendang with a Singha) and everything was swell. At the end of dinner, I told the boy we had to leave because I was going to have a baby.
Yes, a BABY.
So we go to the hospital. Apparently everything is peachy and there’s a baby boy. We get ready to go home, but realize we don’t have any clothes for him nor do we have any sort of carseat contraption to put him in for the ride home. The boy says to just wrap him up in his jacket and sneak him out without people looking at the car.
We were successful at the exit maneuver. But then the baby did what babies do, and he pooped all over the jacket that he was wrapped in. I took him to the kitchen sink and hosed him off (he giggled). We then wrapped him up in an old tshirt and all three of us crawled into bed.
That’s pretty much all I remember.