You feel your body easily scooped up by your wife. She smiles at you. "Hows my little Mikey!" she walks with you on her shoulder into the kitchen where a tiny can of baby food sits. She sets you down and straps you into a high chair, then she takes out you pacifier and gets a spoon, you look at the disgusting food. You look up as your wife returns, spoon in hand. You try to tell her, "I'm nawt Mik--" But in an instant a spoonful of pea flavored baby food is dropped to the back of your throat. "Eat your food, then we're going to take a bath!" You wonder if it might be better to wait it out, or tell her as soon as possible...
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