Time to get up. Got stuff to do...Rhodey sighed and climbed out of bed. Another day as Lutinent Colonal and lets not forget, mother.
He got up, it was about 5:16am. he needed a shower and to iron his clothes for the base. He didn't get a chance to last night since Tony was fighting him over a bath. Not like he hadn't cleaned him ten million times already.
He sighed and got mostly dressed. He didn't put his button up on yet, he didn't want fighting with Tony to wrinkle it. Either way he had his undershirt on and had packed Tony's diaperbag. Now to dress the brat.
Tony was blissfully asleep, sucking on his sheets, a habit he had pretty bad. And if it wasnt sheets or blanket it was his pillow. Rhodey merely figured he was probably a thumbsucker growing up.
"You enjoying your sleep?" he asked as he wiped Tony's mouth with a towel, "You know if you want something to suck I got you pacifiers," he pulled his pajama shirt off and replaced it with one of his normal graphic tees.
"Nh!" he whined, pulling it over his head before turning over. Rhodey rolled his eyes and simply got the changing supplies out. He was able to quickly change him, he had plenty of practice by this point, and Tony didn't like to sleep with pants so...
"Nnh!" the genius whined and pushed at his friend with his foot. He wanted to sleep undisturbed.
"Stop it," he turned him on his back to finish dressing him. He just put him in his yoga pants. Tony always said they were jogging pants, they were a little to straight to be jogging pants.
He finished dressing him and went back to finish getting himself dressed and make breakfast and lunch for when they got there.
"Ok Tony, time to go," he went and put everything in the car before dragging his friend, whimpering and whinning, out of the house.
It was a lot nicer when he got on the road. Tony slept in the back the whole way. He managed to drag him to his office and left him on the couch before going to his first meeting of the day.
After an hour and half meeting he went to put out Tony's food with a note and his bottle, warning him if he even thought about taking the nipple off he'd be in deep trouble. Since he coulden't exactly stop working to spoon and lap feed him.