She picked up our plates and handed them to the bus boy. She then walked behind Kevin and said, “Let’s get that bib off. You were very neat eating. I’m really impressed. I’ve seen big boys eat this and get way messier than you did…” as she was saying this, she had the bib off and was putting it in the bus tray. Kevin shot me a dirty look and rolled his eyes and I stuck my tongue out at him. She was still talking as she stepped up to him with the handy wipes and cleaned his hands and wiped around his mouth, “but nobody’s perfect. I think the bib saved your shirt. Now, how about dessert?”
Kevin had a look of total indignation when she was finished, but she didn’t seem to notice or if she did, she didn’t care. “What do you have that’s gluten free?” I asked before Kevin could speak up.
“Well we’ve got ice cream and we’ve got a flourless chocolate lava cake and we’ve got a raspberry vanilla creme brule that we do tableside.”
I looked at Kevin and said, “Ever have creme brule?”
“No, what is it?”
“You’ll like it, plus it’s cool to watch…Two creme brules, please.”
“Great choice. I’ll just be minute and then I’ll be back with the blowtorch.” She said and winked at Kevin.
“Blowtorch? Is she serious?” he asked me.
“Wait and see.”
“Okay…What are we going to do tomorrow?”
“Wait and see.” I said again and Kevin rolled his eyes.
Chapter 31
We got home just after dark and I could tell Kevin was getting sleepy. When we pulled into the garage, I said to him, “Did you have a good day?” “Um” was the only response I got at first. Then he said, “Yeah. I had a great day. Thanks for everything.” I thought, despite the problems this was a pretty good day. He got a trip to the zpo, a new friend in Emmett the Otter, and a new favorite dessert.
I carried him into the house and put him down on the sofa in the living room and I told him, I’d be right back.
I went out to the car and got my bag, but I left the stroller in the trunk. When I came back in, Kevin had curled up on the couch and fallen asleep with Emmett cuddled to his chest and his thumb was back in his mouth. I let him sleep for a while and went to his room to get his dirty clothes, I hadn’t done any laundry yet and this seemed like a good time. I came back to the sleeping Kevin and very gently stretched him out on the couch. I undid his shorts and slipped them down his legs. I felt his diaper, it was pretty wet already. It didn’t feel that way when I carried him in. Then I began to remove his shirt and he woke up.
“Hey, Carrie.” he said groggily.
“Hey yourself,” I said back.
“I don’t feel so good.” he said.
“What’s the matter buddy? Is it your tummy?”
“Headache,” he said.