Page 14 of Screw Me Daddy

TheMorning Milkplayroom is looking as fun and welcoming as ever. Nanny Josephine has even refilled the ball pit with brand new, extra-shiny balls and I can’t wait to dive in and have some fun – fun with big shiny balls… who me LOL?

With a soundtrack of our favorite nursery rhymes and the whole crew all changed into our rompers, this is shaping up to be a fun couple of hours.

Some of the crew have diapers on too, just in case they need to go pee-pee. I’m not wearing a diaper this time because I don’t want it to slow me down if we do any romper races from one side of the playroom to the other.

‘Hey, watch me!’ Lane says, getting down onto all fours and crawling as fast as his powerful arms and legs can carry him.

We all giggle as Lane’s big body can’t quite handle the pace and he topples over into some of the giant stuffies that Nanny keeps in the room.

‘Too fast!’ Jason says, grinning as he puts his pacifier in his mouth and goes for a crawl over toward the wooden train set.

I’ve got a big smile on my face.

I love coming to Morning Milk more than anything in the whole wide world – well,nearlyanything hehe.

My workday is typically spent lifting huge concrete slabs and using the kind of heavy machinery that the average guy on the street wouldn’t know how to switch on let alone operate.

But coming to theMorning Milkplayroom takes me to a whole other place. Here, we’re no longer the ultra-macho Blue Collar Boys who built our reputation on working hard and taking on the construction jobs that even the toughest crews would shy away from.

From the second that we step insideMorning Milk, we’re all free to be the Littles we were born to be – and I just love it!

‘Hide go seek!’ Lane shouts, gathering the crew of romper-clad Littles around him. ‘I’ll find. Twenty… nineteen… eighteen… go-go-go!’

Just like that, we all get on all fours and chaotically crawl away in different directions, each one of us desperate to find our hiding spots.

Luckily for me, I knowexactlywhere I’m headed.

As I fit my sizeable frame into a snug enclave and pull the over-sized beanbags over my body as cover, I feel pretty sure that I might win this game.

But then something happens.

And it’s not good for my chances of being the last boy to be found.

I start…giggling.

There’s something about playing hide go seek that just does this to me every single time. I can’t help it. No matter how seriously I take the game and try to win, my silly side comes out and I end up blowing my position.

I try to cover my mouth with one hand, and then a second hand.

But it’s no good – the giggles keep coming!

‘Gotcha!’ Lane declares, ripping the bean bags away and finding me.

‘Was it the giggling?’ I ask, bursting out into laughter despite being one of the first Littles to be found.

‘I’ll give you three guesses,’ Lane laughs. ‘Now come on, we’ve got more Blue Collar Boys to find!’

However just as Lane and I starts crawling toward a suspiciously lumpy looking pile of blankets, Nanny Josephine walks into the room…

‘Not so fast baby boys,’ Nanny says, a warm smile on her face as she places a tray of milk bottles down on the table by the door. ‘It’s milk time!’

‘Yay!’ we all chorus, our delight at seeing the warm milk delivery bringing a huge smile to Nanny Josephine’s sweet face.

‘Well you’ve all been such good boys, I knew you’d be ready for a little drink,’ Nanny says, carefully handing out the milk to each one of us, one bottle at a time. ‘And I think seeing as you’ve all been having so much energetic fun, I might lower the lights and turn down the volume.’

‘Nap time?’ I say, my eyes widening as Nanny hands me my bottle.

‘Yes, darling,’ Nanny replies. ‘Even big baby boys need their naps!’

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