Zayn stood next to the door, talking to the decoration agency about his son’s first birthday. They exchanged multiple ideas with one another to make the birthday more opulent. After hours of talking to the decoration agency Zayn had to call the catering restaurant, Jump for Food, to order: fettuccine alfredo, lasagna, spaghetti and meatballs, turkey, chicken soup, and mac and cheese. For dessert he ordered: apple pie, red velvet cake, cheesecake, cupcakes, doughnuts, coffee and tea. He wanted a wafting smell coming from all around the luxurious hall.
“DING!, DING!, DING!” the phone received a call.
Zayn fell down the stairs and on to the carpet.
“Ouch, that was painful,” exclaimed Zayn.
His son Jake ran to him and screamed, “Daddy, daddy you gop hut daddy?”
Zayn stood up and said, “No, no nothing happened Jake. SOFIE! Come give your baby brother to your mom so she can change him!”
“Yes dad! I am working on it. Just one more dish to go!”
Zayn picked his child up and smelled bottom, “Ugh, son how long have you been stuck in that stinky diaper?”
To make things worse Jake began picking his nose along with the smelly diaper.
Zayn put his awful smelling baby back in the play pen and screamed, “SOFIE, I SHOULD NOT HAVE TO TELL YOU AGAIN ALRIGHT!!” Sofie came running to her brother while wiping off the remain water on her hands.
She lifted him up and said, “Awww, my little star lets go get you changed, alright?”
Zayn told Sofie, his oldest fifteen-year-old daughter, “change him quick! We have to be at the hall and hour early to set things up fast. And tell your mom to take a break from drinking alcohol. She never has attended any of your fifteen birthdays, let alone your little brother’s.”
Sophie and Jake headed towards the changing room while Kaitlyn came out of her room drunk. “Hey g-g-guys.”
And there she collapsed. Zayn kicked her with her foot and said, “Hello, can you hear me?”
He waved his hands around her face. After multiple trials of failing he left.
An hour went by as Jake and Sophie were completely ready. Zayn clapped his hands saying, “Bravo, bravo, bravo to my genius and beautiful daughter! You had made this day easy for me and everyone. You both look so nice while on the other hand your mom is snoring on the staircase! Why don’t you both sit in the car and bring the decor to the car. I’ll be there in just a moment.”
On the family’s way to the hall they happened to cross multiple ambulances crossing their street.
“God forbid, I wonder who would need sixteen ambulances, three police cars and eight fire trucks!”
“WAAAAAA,WAAAA!” cried Jake.
Zayn looked back and said, “Everything’s okay sweety? I think he wants milk. SHOOT, we forgot his milk!”
“Don’t worry dad, I refilled his bottle before we came.”
Zayn sighed out of relief and said, “My life would be impossible without you, Sophie.”
“Nonsense dad, you are the best dad and mom is the worst mom,” said Sophie.
“We just got to put her in REHAB!” as Zayn said his last words.
