"Dean, I want a baby," my wife told two days before Halloween.

"Right now we can't afford it," I replied. "Did we agree to wait five years before we had a baby."

"Betty and Barbara are expecting, and even Randi got herself knocked up. So I want a baby too. If you would give up a few of your toys and games we could afford it."

For the next hour we argued. It turned out to be the worse fight we ever had. Finally I just had to get up and leave.

While I was leaving I passed the newspaper. An ad caught by. Having trouble let Madam Dural help. I grab the paper as I left.

I went directly to the address given in the paper, didn't even stop to call first.
What I found out was Madam Dural was a fortune-teller.

I was little shocked as I walked in the door.

"Welcome Dean, I have been expecting you." Madam Dural told me. I explained my problem.

"I have a solution," she said, getting up and going into the backroom for five minutes. "Give this to your wife at dinner on Halloween night. It will show your wife exactly what it is like to have a baby around the house."

"Nothing will happen to me, will it?" I asked.

"This mixture will cause you no harm."

So I paid the agreed price and left.

* * *

So two days later as I help my wife with supper I slipped the mixture into her water. As she set down just a salad I should known something was up. I asked, "where is the rest?"

"It will be coming in a couple minutes. I figured a salad will keep us busy."

I ate my salad as Paula took a drink of her water.

We just sat there for the next five minutes.

All of a sudden I started feeling like some one was tickling me, all over. I closed my eyes for just a moment. When I reopened them the tickling stopped.

Then for some reason I started crying. Not like a man but as a baby. The reason I was crying was everything so big and I was scared.

I then heard my wife say, "Don't be afraid little Deanna. Madam Dural told me you wanted to show me what it was like to have a baby around the house."

"Madam Dural said the mixture wouldn't hurt me."

"You didn't eat yours, but the one she gave me. I better explain now, while you have the ability to understand me."

"Why?"

"In a few minutes your brain will regress to match your body."

"I saw the newspaper ad before you did. So when Madam Dural told about your visit, and since you wanted to show me what it was like to have a baby around the house. I decided that you should be that baby."

"How long will I be a baby?"

"Only a year of so, then you'll be toddler. Madam Dural said you'll grow into a beautiful woman. That is the other thing we changed. You are now my baby girl named Deanna."

"What about our friends?"

"No problem there. You see, I am an unwed mother."

I tried to say something else, but nothing came out.

"Deanna would like the rest of your supper now?"

I soon found out what my mixture did to my wife.

If you look at my picture, you'll notice that I am now halfway through my supper. In a moment my mother will breast-feed the other half.


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