⛪ "Daddy! Daddy! I'm all ready to see my friends again at Sunday School!"
"Not so fast little boy, it's still not time to go back to church. Now put your paci in and watch the live stream."
Finally back home with @amsterdad 💕
hmm think my Cloth diapers are a bit big was a little struggle getting dressed by myself.
been playing with trains and Lego and Dinosaurs where taking over the train tracks.
but we all working it out and watch cartoons in the end
But that might be about to change given the laxatives I plopped into his cup of sickly sweet coffee when I went on today's coffee run. I'd often found the kid hunched over in serious pain by the end of the day as he tries to retain that last scrap of dignity. I figure when he's done it once the stigma and shame will be gone and he'll realise it's better to let it go rather than be in pain. It also doesn't hurt that that jerk Tony was last week's slacker and will have to deal with the cleanup.
To help increase productivity, and motivate the crew, the least productive worker from the previous week has to be the one to change the stinky ones. So far the kid has been successful in his struggles to not make a mess.
Now the kid has to drop his shorts at the request of any man on site so he can be checked. There is a strict order we follow as to which crew member has to change him next. And after a few incidents of pee puddles on the original hardwood floors, the foreman is now providing financial incentives to not let him leak. Let's just say the kid often tires of the constant checking and works pants-less.
We all heard his hysterical promises to do anything, to never take a washroom break again, to make up the hours, just please let him stay.
The foreman, while a strict boss, had a soft heart and still remembered his own misspent youth. He relented letting the kid keep his job but with a unique and hilarious punishment. The boss decided to make the kid keep his word to never use the washroom again.
When word finally made its way around to the foreman about the kid's frequent rest stops, he went to track him down. The kid was found with his pants down (figuratively, of course) when, halfway, the foreman followed a certain skunky smell up a nondescript alley.
It turns out the kid had had an interesting time in high school and couldn't afford another charge on his record, let alone lose this job. He followed a stoney faced foreman back to the site crying, begging and pleading for mercy.
Toronto(adjacent) 30yr Gay Dude who's a Little/BigBro/Daddy on the side.