Andy kisses his little girl as she hugs into him, wrapping his arms around her tightly. "I love you too May May," he said, kissing her again.
"Hmmm maybe stir fry. Daddy's got chicken he needs to cook, and little May May needs her vegetables." As if knowing what her distress meant, Andy put a hand on Mays rear, patting her thick diaper. He whispered, "do you have to potty, pumpkin?"