Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357
The other day, I was hanging out with a few of my girlfriends at the house when someone rang the doorbell. I wasn’t expecting anyone, so hesitantly, I opened the door and saw Mr. Stinky Pampers and his Mom on my doorstep. “Kayla! Thank goodness you’re home! I have an emergency at work, and I just can’t take Mr. Stinky Pampers with me. Is there ANYWAY you could watch him for just a few hours?” She folded her hands together like she was praying and pleaded. “Please? I’ll pay you double your normal rate.”
I reached out and ruffled Mr. Stinky’s hair. “Of course, I’ll watch him.” She pushed a big diaper bag at my chest and kissed her boy on the cheek. Before she left, she told me she just changed him before they drove over, so I shouldn’t have to worry about any diaper changes. I looked down at Stinky as she said this and saw the cheeky look in his eye. I had a feeling he’d been saving a present just for me.
