Jerry smiled as he woke his daughter up for her third day of kindergarten. 'Alex, baby, time to get up for school.' He shook her gently, and she woke up before hugging her father.
'Morning Daddy! Is Justin up yet? Can I go wake him?'
'He should be up; why don't you go check for me.'
'Yay! Thank you Daddy!' Alex jumped from her bed and ran to the next room, where Justin was laying on his own bed with his eyes open.
'Hi Justin! It's time to get up now!'
'Go away Alex. I don't want you in my room.' Justin put the cover over his head and ignored Alex as she ran out on the verge of tears.
'Daddy, Justin was mean to me!' Jerry frowned.
'Ok baby. I'll sort it out. Get dressed and then go down and see Mommy for breakfast.' She nodded and went to get her clothes that her mom had picked out for her.
Meanwhile, Jerry was next door with Justin. 'Hey Justin. Are you ok? What happened with Alex just now?' He asked, concerned about his sons unusual behaviour.
'I don't know Dad, I don't really want to go to school today.' Justin said from under his cover.
'Thats no reason to treat Alex in a way that could upset her. What's up anyway?'
'I'm not exactly enjoying second grade. I only have a few friends, and my teacher is horrible. The only good thing is that the class assistant is really nice.'
'Oh, I'm sorry kiddo. Remember, if you have problems like this, you can always come talk to me or Mom about it, ok?' Jerry rubbed his son's back through the cover, and Justin came out and hugged him.
'Thanks Dad.'
Jerry left and went down to breakfast, greeting his wife. 'Hey Theresa.' He looked at his daughter enjoying her food at the table. He walked over and kissed the top of her head.
'Hi Daddy.' She smiled up at him and carried on eating as Justin came down the stairs. Her smile dropped. He walked over to her and spoke.
'Look, Alex, I'm sorry for being mean to you.' Alex turned around and hugged him.
'It's ok Justin.' He hugged her back before sitting down to eat.
'Lets go kids, it's time for school.' Theresa said to two of her three children. Alex jumped out of her seat, grabbed her bag and said goodbye to the members of the family who were staying behind.
'Bye bye Daddy, bye Maxie.' She kissed her father and baby brother. Justin did the same, and Max starting giggling at them.
The Russo's car pulled up to the school. Justin jumped out quickly. 'Bye guys. See you after school.'
'Bye Justin, have a good day.' His mom called after him.
'Thanks Mom.' He turned around to smile at the pair before running off to meet his friends.
Theresa helped Alex out of her booster seat and walked with her to the kindergarten playground to wait for the teacher. A blonde girl appeared in front of the younger Russo.
'Hi Alex.' The girl smiled.
'Hey Gigi.'
'Alex, is this a friend of yours?' Theresa asked.
'erm, kinda.' Alex answered, unsure of the response that she should give.
'ok darling. Here's your teacher, be good.' Theresa told her daughter, somewhat suspicious of what she was just told.
'I will be Mommy. See you later.' Alex ran to the door.
'Hello Alex, how are you?' the teacher asked cheerfully.
'I'm good thank you Miss Fielding. How are you?'
'Oh, I'm also good thank you. Run on in then.' She instructed her small pupil. Alex went in, hung her bag on her peg, and went and sat on the carpet at the front of the classroom. Gigi sat behind her.
'Alex.' Is all she said in a hateful way.
'Leave me alone Gigi.' Alex moved forward a little bit as the teacher sat in her seat in front of the five year olds.
'Hello class. I hope you are enjoying your first week of school.' The teacher was suddenly interupted by a cry from just in front of her.
'Ow! Miss, Gigi just kicked me!' Alex told the woman, nearly crying.
'Ok Alex. Gigi, I want you to go stand in the corner, facing the wall.'
'But, Mi-'
'Gigi, I don't want to hear it. You do not kick people, or hurt them in anyway. I told you the punishments for bad behaviour at the start of the week; it's a shame that I have to use them so early on. Alex, come here sweetie.' Gigi walked over to the corner as Alex stood up. Miss Fielding gave Alex a comforting hug.
'Are you ok Alex? You don't need to go to the nurse do you?' She asked pleasantly. Alex shook her head, glad that Gigi had been punished. The group felt sorry for her, although they were secretly glad that it wasn' t them that Gigi was bullying. Alex went and sat down in her space.
After lunchtime, it was the kindergarteners story and nap time. They were all given a carton of juice or milk. Alex took her mat and placed it at the edge of the carpet. Gigi put hers next to it.
'Gigi go away. You're a meanie.' Alex told her. The blonde's eyes became dark, and Alex became really scared of what Gigi was capable of.
'erm, Gigi, are you ok?' Alex asked nervously.
'Why would anything be wrong Alex?'
'er..er..erm, I don't know.' Alex stammered. Gigi lunged forward and threw her juice at Alex's pants.
'Look everybody, Alex had an accident. She's such a baby.' Everyone started to laugh as Alex started crying.
'Gigi Hollingsworth! I saw what you did! For now, I want you to go into the corner. You are in big trouble young lady!' Miss Fielding shouted at the blonde. 'Alex, honey, come here.'
Alex shook her head, and the reason for this became known soon after. The unthinkable, at least in her opinion, happened. Alex actually wet herself for real. She suddenly became hysterical.
Miss Fielding took the girls hand and took her to the staff office. She helped change her into the spare pair of clothes that each child was required to have. It was difficult considering that Alex was frantically screaming and crying. The teacher tried her best to call Mr and Mrs Russo on the phone.
'Alex, your Daddy is coming to see you, would you like that?' Alex didn't respond, although her frenzied noise became slightly quieter.
Jerry Russo rushed through the door and picked up his young daughter. 'Alex, baby, will you calm down for me?' Alex's screams and sobs reduced into sniffles and the occasional cry.
'Daddy, I'm sorry.'
'What for baby? You couldn't help what happened.' Jerry held his arms around Alex protectively.
'Mr Russo, in light of Alex's reactions to what happened, I feel that for the day, she should go home. Would that be possible?' The younger adult in the room spoke to the father with respect.
'I think that would be a good idea.' He agreed.
'Before you go, I would like to suggest something.' Miss Fielding announced questionly.
'Go for it.'
'Often, when my past pupils have had an accident, they reverted quite a bit, mainly leading to wetting the bed and becoming babyish, such as becoming overly upset and sucking their thumbs. I think it is a good idea to get Pull Ups for Alex to wear while she is sleeping.'
'Actually, that is a good idea. Thank You for your help today Miss Fielding.' Jerry walked out with Alex on his hip.
'Daddy, we're not home yet, why have we stopped?' Alex asked when the car stopped in a supermarket car park.
'I need to get something. Come on baby.' He helped his daughter and held her hand to shop for Pull Ups.
When they got home, Theresa opened her arms to hug Alex, as the customers of the sub shop looked on, thinking about how cute the middle Russo sibling looked.
'Come on Alex, lets get you ready for your nap.' Jerry took Alex up the stairs, into the living room. He sat down, standing Alex in front of him. 'Baby, were you listening to what your teacher said to me earlier?' The girl shook her head. 'Ok. She said that we should put you in Pull Ups when you are sleeping.' Her lips started shaking. 'Baby, don't start crying, its only for the time being.'
'I DON'T WANT TO WEAR THEM! THEY ARE FOR BABIES!' She shouted at her father, stomping her feet.
'Alexandra Margarita Russo! You never speak to me like that! You are going to time out for five minutes.'
'Nooo Daddy, I'm sorry! I'll wear them!' Alex begged for forgiveness. Jerry took her to the stairs and sat her on the bottom step. She sat there pouting until the time was up.
'Alexandra, are you ready to apologise for your behaviour?' Jerry asked sternly. Alex nodded.
'Daddy, I'm sorry for shouting at you and stomping my feet.' Alex said with tears in her eyes.
'Good girl. Give me a hug baby.' Alex hugged her father gratefully. He took her back over to the couch and helped her take her shoes and joggers off. He then replaced her underwear with a Pull Up.
'I'm proud of you baby. Ready to sleep?' Alex nodded as Jerry placed her upon his lap. He gave her the teddy she liked to sleep with, and sang her a lullaby while carrying her to bed. 'I'll be up in an hour, ok baby?' She nodded just as she fell asleep.
Jerry sat on the couch on Max and Alex Watch, usually reserved just for looking after baby Max. Theresa came up for a five minute break to speak to her husband before they swapped roles. 'Jerry, what was that racket a few minutes ago?'
'Alex had a tantrum because she didn't want to wear Pull Ups.'
'Why does she have to wear Pull Ups?'
'Her teacher told me that pupils who have accidents often revert, mainly wetting the bed. It was her suggestion.'
'Oh ok, thats fair enough. How did you punish the behaviour?'
'I made her sit on the naughty step for five minutes, then got her to say sorry. She complied after that.'
'nice one Jerry. Is she having the nap she missed now?'
'Yep, wake her up in about an hour. She also missed snack time, so she may be peckish. I better get to work. See you later.' He kissed her goodbye before she fixed up Max's formula milk.
At around two o'clock, Theresa walked quietly up the stairs to wake up her daughter. She sat on her bed next to the child. 'Alex, baby, wake up. No more nap time for now.'
'Mommy, I wanna sleep.' Alex whined. Her eyes suddenly widened and she started gently crying. Theresa realized what was wrong and took the wet pull up of Alex. She quickly put some clean underwear on her instead. 'Baby, stop crying, its ok. You're five, you are allowed to wet the bed.'
'But Mommy, only babies do it.'
'Alex, five year olds are often called babies. It is normal for a person of your age to wet the bed.'
'I'm not a baby.'
'I know you're not, but you can still wet the bed at five.'
'ok Mommy, I trust you.' Theresa chuckled at the last comment.
'Lets get you changed. Would you like to come pick up Justin with me and Maxie? It will be like a family outing, but without Daddy.'
'Yes please Mommy. It will be fun!'
'It will be. Come on, out of bed, I can't help dress you when you're just laying there, can I?'
'haha, no Mommy!' Alex laughed and walked over to where her Mom was.
'I've got an idea!' Theresa suddenly stated.
'What Mommy?' Alex looked up at her mom wistfully.
'Let's walk to school!'
'Mommy, that's far away! I don't wanna walk!'
'It's not too far away! It only takes fifteen minutes to walk there.'
'See Mommy! That's, like, more than an hour!'
'I forgot you haven't learnt times yet.' Theresa exclaimed. She took Alex's clock of the wall and showed her how long fifteen minutes is.
'Oh! Its not that long. Lets walk then!' Alex became excited as Theresa put a dress over her head.
'I told you it was a good idea!' Alex laughed before stopping when she saw what Theresa was getting out of the drawer.
'Mommy, I don't wanna wear another pull up! It's not nap time!'
'Alexandra, you usually fall asleep at the end of school, and if you're sleepy, then you might want to fall asleep when we get there. I'm going to take the double pram so you can rest in there. I don't want you upset because you wet yourself.' She sat down. 'Do you want to wear one now?' Alex nodded, and helped her mother put a Pull Up on. 'Good girl baby.'
When they got to the last level of the building, Alex gave Theresa her teddy. Theresa questioned it 'Why are you giving me this honey?'
'Can you look after it please Mommy?'
'of course. Do you want it to sleep with in the pram?' Alex nodded. 'ok baby.'
As the three Russos neared the school, Alex ran away from the pram. 'Alex, come back this instant!' Theresa shouted.
'No Mommy! I wanna get Justin now!'
'ALEXANDRA MARGARITA RUSSO! If you don't come to the pram now, you will be in a time out as soon as we get home.' Alex ran to the pram.
'I'm sorry Mommy.'
'Ok Alex. I only told you off because I don't want you getting hurt, ok baby?' Alex looked scared and then replied with a 'yes'.
The family, Theresa, Alex and Max, arrived at the school and stood outside the second grade classroom.
'Mommy, my feet hurt.' Alex told her mother.
'Do you want to go into the pram?' Alex shook her head.
'Pick me up Mommy.'
'Whats the magic word honey?'
'Please?'
'Good girl.' She bent down and picked her daughter up. Alex swiftly hid her head in her mothers neck.
'Whats wrong baby?' Theresa asked. Alex pointed behind her. 'Ah, are you scared of what your classmates would say about what happened today?' Alex nodded.
'They might be mean.' Alex mumbled. Theresa frowned. She then reached into her purse for Alex's teddy. 'Here you go baby. This might make you feel better.'
Alex took it. 'Thank You Mommy.' She also started to suck her thumb.
'Alex, look who it is!' Theresa let her know that someone was approaching. Alex looked up, looking slightly groggy from sleep. 'It's your teacher, Miss Fielding.'
'Hello, Mrs Russo, I came over to talk to Alex. Hi Alex!' Alex smiled at the young women. 'How are you feeling?'
'Ok. Miss Fielding?'
'Yes Alex?'
'Sorry for today.'
'Thank You, but there is no need to say sorry, ok sweetie?'
'Ok.' Alex suddenly jumped from her mothers arms. 'Justin!'
'Hi Alex!' Justin hugged his sister, knowing not to ask why he saw their father carrying her out of school.
Meanwhile, Theresa was telling Miss Fielding about changes to Alex's routine. 'We bought Pull Ups, as you suggested, and its lucky we did. We put one on her for her nap, and she wet it. Shes got one on now, because we walked here, and she tends to fall asleep after school anyway.' Theresa explained.
'Ok. As you know, Alex sleeps in a different room for nap time, because of the snoring that you told us about. What I can do, is take a Pull Up with me, and help her put it on, and then put a fresh one on for the end of the day. That way, she is prepared for after school, and that saves the embarressment.'
'That would be helpful. Thank You Miss Fielding.' The mother of three showed gratitude to the teacher. 'Say goodbye Alex.' She instructed her daughter when she ran up.
'Bye Miss Fielding, see you tomorrow!'
'See you Alex. Have a good afternoon.'
'Thank you. Mommy, can you pick me up again please?' Theresa picked her up, and she fell asleep almost instantly. Her mother placed her in the pram and strapped her in. 'Its lucky she is small for her age.' Theresa thought. She turned her attention to Justin.
'Justin, did you have a good day?' she asked him.
'It was the best day of the year so far.' He answered happily. 'erm, Mom, what happened with Alex earlier?'
'How do you know something happened?'
'I saw Dad go across the playground and to the car, carrying her.'
'ok. Well, do you know Gigi Hollingsworth?'
'Kinda, her sister is in my class. She's not very nice.'
'Well, neither is Gigi. She threw her juice over Alex, and told everyone that your sister had an accident. Then she actually did have an accident. She became hysterical, screaming and sobbing. Dad had to come and pick her up.'
'aww man, poor Alex.'
'I know. Her teacher warned us that she may revert, like, act younger than she is. She suggested that Alex should wear Pull Ups when sleeping, and she did, during nap time.'
'did she wet it?'
'actually, yes. So don't tease her. She already feels upset about it.'
'ok Mom.' Justin felt bad for Alex.
They arrived at the sub station just as the afternoon rush ended. Jerry closed the shop so he could spend an hour with his family. 'hey Theresa, Justin. How was your day son?' he asked, concerned about the mornings conversation.
'it was the best day so far Dad.'
'I'm happy for you. Did Mom tell you about what happened?' Justin nodded sadly.
'come on guys, lets go upstairs. Justin, can you take Maxie up for me so Dad can fold the pram up please?' Theresa told her older son. Justin nodded again, and picked up Max. Theresa picked up Alex and they took the youngest children up to the living room, while Jerry folded the pram and put it in the basement.
The adults and Justin sat on the couch, with Max in Theresa's lap, and Alex curled up on the armchair. Suddenly, she woke up and stretched. 'Oh no! It happened again!' she cried. 'Daddy?'
He reacted quickly. 'ok baby. Lets get you changed.' She managed to smile at him before climbing off the seat. 'Go to the bathroom closest to your room, and I'll meet you there.'
'ok Daddy.' She walked up the stairs to the top bathroom whilst Jerry went to her room to get another Pull Up.
'Daddy, why can't I wear my underwear to eat dinner?'
'Because, baby, sometimes, you fall asleep only a few minutes after dinner, and we might not get a chance to change into them, especially as you usually wear your pjs over dinner.'
'oh ok.'
'we should get you into some clean clothes; its Wednesday, our eat out day.'
'Yay! Can I wear my pjs out?'
'why not! That way, I don't need to wake you up to change you when we get home.' Alex giggled.
'Yay, thank you Daddy!'
After Jerry helped change Alex, they went down the stairs to meet the rest of the family before they went out to eat. 'did you shut up shop Theresa?' Jerry asked.
'Yes Jerry. I love that I can shut up early on a Wednesday. Erm, Alex, why are you in your pjs honey?'
'Daddy let me' Theresa looked at him strangely, and he explained why he let their daughter wear pjs.
'ok. Honey, you have to try not to spill food down yourself like usual.' Alex went red.
'I'll try my best Mommy.'
'Good girl.'
The Russos arrived at the local restaurant, and met the waiter. 'Hello, we made a reservation of the name 'Russo'?' The waiter checked the reservation list for a moment.
'Here we are. That is a table for four, with one of the chairs having a booster on it, as well as a extra high chair. Is that correct?'
'yes, thank you.' The waiter walked to the respective table.
'Sir, Madam, these are your menus, as well as a babies one. Kids, these are your menus.'
'Fank 'ou.' Alex said to him.
'Alex, speak properly. Thanks.' Jerry lifted Alex on to her booster seat as Theresa put Max in the high chair. They looked at the menus before the man came back.
'can I take your drinks order? By the way, my name is Matthew.'
'water please.' Justin started.
'am I allowed cola Daddy?' Alex asked nicely.
'only a small one. Can I have a lemonade please.' Jerry continued.
'I would also like a lemonade please. I see that you also do formula for babies; can I order one of those please.' Theresa finished.
'thats a water, two lemonades, a childs cola, and a formula. I'll be back in a few minutes.' Matthew walked away cheerfully.
'Alex, I want you to drink your soda slowly, because you are having no more tonight.' Jerry informed his daughter.
'But Daddy!' She whined in response.
'No buts. If you want another drink, you will be having water.' Alex pouted. 'lets choose what you want to eat baby.' he leaned to his right so he could read the menu to her. She pointed to a picture.
'Daddy, what is that?'
'what does it say?' He helped her read out what it said.
'Chick-en nugg-ets and - I know that word - chips.' Alex read it out unsteadily.
'Well Done baby. Is that what you want?' Jerry congratulated her, and she nodded.
'Yes please Daddy. Justin, what are you having?'
'Erm, pasta, I think.' He replyed. 'Here comes the waiter with our drinks.'
'Hello again. Here are your drinks.' He handed them out. 'are you ready to order your food?' The family nodded. Jerry helped Alex read her choice again.
'erm...chicken nuggets? And chips? Please.' She whispered it, just in case she mis-pronounced it.
'Good girl baby. Can I have a medium-rare steak please.' Jerry asked.
'Can I have the tomato pasta please.' Justin smiled at the man.
'And I will have the chicken kiev. Thank you.' Theresa finished.
After the man left, Alex announced desperately: 'Mommy, I need to go potty.' Theresa stood up and helped her child out of the booster seat provided by the establishment.
'Come on then Alex.' She said, leading her child to the ladies toilets.
They came back a few minutes later, Alex looking very relieved. 'ah, thats better.'
Justin started giggling. 'Why are you laughing?' Alex asked, hurt.
'Its just, you sounded like Dad.' Justin laughed. The whole table started laughing, even Max.
The food came. Alex picked up a chip. 'Alex, darling, you can use a fork. Use it please.' Theresa told her daughter.
'Do I have to Mommy?' She asked in response.
'Yes Alex. We are eating out, so try and act politely if you can.'
Alex moaned, unhappy at what she was directed to do.
'Erm, Alex, can you stop kicking me please.' Justin asked his sister. Jerry looked at Alex, disappointed.
'Alex, why are you kicking Justin?'
'I'm bored.' She whined.
'That is no excuse.'
'OW! Stop it Alex!' Justin shrieked.
'Alexandra Margarita Russo! Stop kicking him. If you do it again, you will be in time out here in the restaurant. Understand?' Jerry scoulded his child. She nodded and pouted.
A few minutes later, Alex dropped her spoon. She whined in frustration when she couldn't get off the chair to pick it up. 'Daddy, can you pick it up please?'
'Of course baby.' He bent down to retrieve the cutlery. He saw movement out of the corner of his eye. When he realized that is was Alex's feet about to hit Justin's knee, he grabbed her ankles and smacked the back of her legs.
'Owwee Daddy!' She cried loudly.
'I cannot believe you! What did I say would happen if you tried to kick Justin again?' he reprimanded her.
'I would be in time out?' She mumbled.
'Correct.' He turned the five year olds chair so she faced away from the rest of the family. Just as he did, Mattew arrived.
'Can I take your dessert order please?' He asked.
'Yes. Unfortunately, my daughter is in time out, so cannot have anything.' Theresa informed him. Alex whined, feeling embarressed and left out. 'My son, my husband, and I would like ice-cream please.'
'Certainly Ma'am. I'll be right back.'
He came back with three dishes of dessert, one child sized, and two adult sized. When he left again, Alex's time out was over. Jerry turned her chair back around, took her off it, and stood her in front of him.
'Alexandra, I do not appreciate it when you disobey me. And by kicking Justin, you are hurting him. That is not allowed.' Jerry had full eye contact with Alex while he said that; he saw her reaction to what he said. She then fully understood what she had done wrong. Alex wriggled out of her fathers grip and ran around the table. She tugged on Justin's elbow, and when he turned around, she broke down in tears.
'I'm sorry Justin. I didn't wanna hurt you.' She sobbed.
'erm, Alex, thanks, but please stop crying.' Justin reassured her kindly. 'Gimme a hug Sis.' She dived in his arms, happy that she had been forgiven by the person she had hurt.
After the embrace had finished, Alex took a deep breath and walked back to Jerry. 'Daddy, I'm sorry for disobeying you.' She starting sobbing again. He smiled down at her and lifted her on to his knees.
'Ok baby. Here, have some of my ice-cream.' She closed her mouth and shook her head. 'Why not?'
She explained: 'I was bad Daddy!' He sighed.
'Yes, you were. But, Alex, you have already been punished. Which means that you can have some of my ice-cream.' She slowly opened her mouth, and he spooned some of the dessert in. 'Nice?'
'Yes thank you Daddy. It's awesome.' Alex was thankful for it. Jerry smiled at her again.
'Are you tired darling?' Theresa asked her. She shook her head stubbonly. 'You look it.' Alex looked at her. 'I'm not tired Mommy!'
'You are tired, I can tell.'
'Cannot!'
'For starters, your attitude stinks.'
'Does not!'
'There you go! And, I am your Mommy, I know everything.'
'Kay Mommy. Sorry for the attitude.'
'You are a good girl Alex.' Theresa complimented her. She smiled sweetly at her mother. 'I brought your teddy again, do you want it?'
'Yes please Mommy. Love you.'
'Love you too baby. Here you go.' She handed Alex the teddy over the table.
'Thank you Mommy.' She instantly put her arms around it and cuddled up against her Dad. He stroked her hair until she fell asleep.
The Russos walked out of the restaurant, Alex being carried by Jerry, and Theresa both holding Max, and clutching Justin's hand. When they got to the car, Justin climbed in the middle while his parents strapped Alex and Max in the booster seat and baby car seat, respectively. As they drove off, the boy spoke up 'Mom, Dad, thank you for tonight. I had a really good evening. I mean, I always do, but tonight seems special in a way.'
'Its ok Justin. Have you got homework to do?' Theresa asked.
'Yep. I have to interview one of you for English.'
'Sorry we couldn't do it earlier, with this situation with Alex.'
'Its ok, thats important.'
'So is your homework. Its quite late, so when we get in, get ready for bed, and then we can do it without the interuption of your siblings.' Jerry said to his son.
'Ok, thanks Dad.'
When they got home, the adults placed the younger children in their beds while Justin got ready and prepared his homework. They met up again in the living room. 'Justin, do you mind interviewing your father? I am super-tired.' Theresa explained.
'Thats ok Mom. Why don't you go to bed?'
'I might do actually. Goodnight honey.'
'Night Mom.' Justin kissed her goodnight.
Jerry sat next to the seven year old on the couch. 'Right, son, lets start on your homework.'
'Ok. 1) What do you do as a job?' Justin started.
'Owner and waiter of Waverly Sub Station, Waverly Place.'
They carried on until Justin had asked the required fifteen questions. 'Lets have a bit of father and son time.' Jerry announced.
'But its my bedtime.' Justin complained.
'Another half an hour can't hurt, can it?'
'I suppose so.'
'Thats the spirit. Now, tell me, why is your teacher horrible?'
Justin went red. 'Well, shes way too strict and mean. There is always someone on the naughty table.'
'Well, maybe there is no more room in the class?'
'Yeah, but there are like, three spare tables in the room.'
'Ok. Have you been on the table yet?'
'No, I keep my head down. Zeke has though.'
'Wait, Zeke? What did he do?'
'He called her 'Miss' instead of her full name, Miss Lambdon. She got really narked, and started shouting in his face in front of the whole class. He was shaking, literally.'
'Wowza. Do you want me to talk to her?'
'No thanks.'
Suddenly, they heard a voice behind them. 'Daddy?'
'What are you doing up Alexandra? You should be in bed.' Jerry told his daughter.
'I woke up.'
'Didn't you try falling back to sleep?'
'I couldn't.'
'Sorry son, this is meant to be your time.' Jerry turned to Justin.
'Its ok Dad. I'm really tired anyway. Night. Night Alex.' He gave her a high five before heading up the stairs to bed.
'Night night Justin.' She called after him.
'Alex, come here baby.' She walked to her father. 'Are you wet?' She nodded ashamedly. 'Lets sort that out right now.'
