Change Of Plans

It's Sofia's 1st birthday. Daughter of Malena, Naomi's high school rival. Malena has everything. Married to a celebrity. A Maserati. A huge house. All the expensive nothings money can buy except for one thing. Sofia is rather fat and ugly for a child. Life is fair if you think about it.

Parents can be uncouth. Mothers were comparing whose child was smarter or whose child can count till 10 first. You know those kinda insignificant statistics. Naomi was sitting at the corner, free from mindless conversations when little Ruth crept up to her and whispered "Mummy...Toilet!!". "Sheesh...Not now!?", Naomi thought. "Can I use the washroom?", Naomi asked in a soft tone. "Sure. Use the one upstairs", Malena replied.

The surroundings leading up were paved with rich tapestries, antique pieces, and persian carpets. These were forbidden pleasures to Naomi. "One of these could easily equal half my annual salary", Naomi notioned to herself. "Oh Well", Naomi thought as she pulled down the Huggies Pullups, when some of Ruth's 'creation' settled upon the Persian carpet.

Naomi rushed Ruth into the washroom. "You stay in there!! You hear me?", Naomi hissed. She scurried back out , cleared the aftermath and scampered back to the washroom. All this while I was there standing on the staircase landing...undiscovered. Now being the vain person that I was, I always carried cologne miniatures. I emptied Calvin Klein's Obsession exactly on the spot.

The door swung open and there was an uncomfortable silence. Then we both chuckled at our little misadventure. "It sure can be troublesome having a little one huh?", I stated. "Sure is...You never know when they're gonna have a change of plans", Naomi disclosed to me in a careless whisper as we went downstairs to face the toast of the town.