Legend glanced down at him and smiled. “He little as hell.”
I stepped aside so they could come in. “Y’all keep it down. Ava sleep.”
That got me a taunting look from both of them.
Saint grinned. “You in deep.”
I nudged him with my elbow as he walked by. “Man, shut up.”
After we got comfortable on the couch, Saint looked over Cairo, as he continued to feed from his bottle in my arms. “He look like you.”
Legend nodded. “Yeah. Poor lil’ nigga.”
Suddenly, Cairo made this thick little grunt against my shoulder that did not sound right.
I frowned.
Then I felt warmth.Too muchwarmth.
I pulled him back just enough to look and instantly knew some foul shit had happened. “Aw, hell nah.”
Saint leaned in. “What?”
“He had a blow out.”
Legend started laughing.
I looked down at my son like he had personally betrayed me. The back of his onesie was done. His blanket had caught some of it too. I could smell it now, and that smell hit the back of my throat disrespectfully.
“Yo,” I grunted. “This is insane.”
Legend was bending over laughing. “You can be around blood and guts, but baby shit about to take you out?”
“That’s not the same thing,” I gagged.
Saint was no help at all. “That nigga got hit with that newborn sniper fire.”
I carried Cairo toward the changing table in the corner of the living room and laid him down real careful. Then I peeled the blanket back like I was defusing a bomb.
The smell got worse.
I turned my head, gagging again. “Yo.”
Legend was standing over me now, still grinning. “You better not throw up on that baby.”
“I’m not gonna throw up.”
“Your face says otherwise.”
I cut my eyes at him while trying to unsnap the onesie without smearing the situation into a bigger disaster. “You just used to this because you got so many kids.”
Saint stood at the end of the table with his arms folded, useless as hell.
“Need me to tap in?” Legend asked.
“No,” I refused quickly. “I got it.”
Even with all the gagging, cursing, and clowning from them two, I got Cairo cleaned up, wiped down, and in a fresh diaperand onesie. Little man just laid there blinking at all three of us like he hadn’t just detonated himself ten minutes earlier.
