“This Little,” the Amazon parent said, “just had an accident.”
“How convenient,” Janet retorted, “that you just happened to have a single diaper in your purse.” Her words were dripping with sarcasm.
“My daughter is still potty training.”
“MOMMY!” Natasha wailed. “You said I was a big girl!”
Janet turned her attention to my student. “You are, honey. And that’s why your Mommy is being so mean to Mr. Gibson. She wasn’t ready for her baby to grow up, so she decided to kidnap your teacher, even though he’s an incredibly mature Little.” She looked Mrs. Evaneska right in the eye. “Isn’t that right?”
Mrs. Evaneska wasn’t giving up the lie. “He pooped his pants right here.”