A Dog's Life
Dil opened his mouth and accepted the food his mommy held out, happily slurping it down. A week or so ago Didi had decided to start him out of purees as well as let him sit in a highchair rather than be cradled. And he LOVED it. He could see more and he could do more!
More than… Tommy.
Dil looked over at his brother. He was still annoyed about the other day and Tommy refusing to disobey their mommy in order to give in to all his demands. Tommy thought he was a big special boy that could do far more than Dil… but the baby knew he was the bestest!
Tommy giggled as he ate one of his lunch biscuits.
Well… maybe not at feeding himself. Tommy didn't need mommy to do that…
"Oh," Didi said, setting the bowl down as the phone rang. Dil's eyes lit up at that! It was his chance to prove he was better than Tommy! Dipping his hand into his bowl he swirled it around before thrusting up…
…and splashing his face with his lunch.
He giggled only to pause when he saw Tommy feed the doggy. Dil wanted to feed the doggy! It wasn't fair that Tommy got to fed him! It was just like the duckie!
Determined, Dil threw another glob of food down onto the floor, squealing as Spike licked it up. Wanting to make sure that Spike didn't go back to Tommy he shoved his entire bowl over-
"Dil!" Didi cried out, rushing over as the bowl hit Spike. "That was very bad!" she scolded. Dil's smile fell as everyone looked at him. "You could have hurt Spike!" Didi shifted the phone. "What… oh, sorry Betty, Dil threw his bowl at poor Spike. My fault. I guess Dil is still too little to trust around food."
Too… little?
Dil threw back his head and wailed just as Stu came up. "What's wrong with Dil?"
"Oh," Didi said, saying a quick goodbye to Betty, "he threw his food at Spike."
"Poor boy!" Stu said, petting the dog. "Is he okay?"
"Yes he is, thankfully." Didi went and got another bowl for Dil but he was so angry that his mommy thought he was little and couldn't do anything that he refused to stop crying. "Tommy was never like this… he was so gentle with Spike."
"Well, Tommy was just a more mature baby," Stu said, Tommy beaming at the praise… while Dil screamed his head off, enraged that ONCE AGAIN he'd been found lacking. "Come on guys, lets go play outside while mommy cleans up the Dilster."
And because Stu played with the boys, and was also competent, he didn't make his 4 month old A BOUNCING DEVICE THAT COULD ROLL INTO TRAFFIC OR OBJECTS!
~MC~MC~MC~
"I'm just saying," the creator said, "if we make this 'Dil Dies Every Chapter'-"
"No."
"For 'Planting Dil' Tommy would bury him alive."
"NO!" Trixie shouted.