My Own Kind Of Close Encounters

At 4:30am this morning I woke up with the odd feeling something was going on. I walked into the living room and from the couch rose a white shape. It had long dangley arms and long white dangley legs. It looked like the figures that appear at the end of close encounters where the aliens grab the guys hand and leads him into the space ship. I began to panic as the thing ran towards me shrieking in a high pitched voice. I began to run when I heard the word pee pee. I realized it was not an alien come to take me away in his space ship where I would meet other aliens and have babies in test tubes. In fact it was my own baby boy. Naked and pasty white flying towards me damp and slightly smelly. Yes my little alien boy had peed the bed.

I guess its my fault. The nighttime pull ups were costing me $1.25 per pair. I believed in my heart of hearts that if I only gave it a chance we could throw those pull ups away and go for broke. But broke this time obviously contained urine and cold wet sheets.

So pushing back the fear and I admit it disappointment (who wouldn't want to check out a the inside of a space ship. I hear they have plush leather seats and great coffee.) I gathered my pasty alien child and tucked him into my bed where he rolled around like a lunatic and used his subsonic squeals to contact other life forms until around 5:30am when it was time to get up and he fell asleep.

I hear Neptune is nice this time of year...I can pack very quickly...just saying