So there I am at Bertuccis enjoying desert and coffee after a nice lunch with a gorgeous brunette
and she says....
I have to go
--im like... cant go now... looks like we're splitting on the bill.. hold it, we'l go in a few.
but I have to go ... u know...
U mean not pee pee?
right.
ok hold on a few
dad? my stomach hurts, I think I gotta puke...
really bec? (eyes say it all) ok lets go
I get up and take her by the shoulders and start to look for the bathroom and I see a few eyes shoot my way... I look down and shes got both hands on her mouth and puke coimg out the sides as she trys to hold it in.
I quick grab an empty busboy tray and put it under her and hide us behind a half wall so we dont ruin anyones lunch anymore than possible..
once shes stabalizes I move her quick to the bathroom for a quick clean up. it really wasnt that bad.
All the while all I can think about is hoping she is ok, and comforting her as best I can.
All she can say is "daddy, I hope I didnt embarass you in there"
Funny how we were only thinking about one another and not ourselves.
kids rule. If you dont have one already, get one. Nothing else will make your heart bigger or easier to break.
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