Chapter 96

Flashback – Masha – Another day with Tina

I cannot believe the entire morning was gone! Taking care of Tina was one of the worst mistakes I had ever made, one which I planned to rectify tonight. But the current problem is what to make for lunch? I checked the freezer and found some frozen meals which said they were organic. I checked the ingredients and found they were not too bad and did not contain any added sugar. I took two of the meals from the freezer and put one in the microwave and begin to heat it. Linda came into the kitchen and toddled to her highchair. I picked her up, checked her diaper, determined she was fine so I sat her in the highchair and said, “Lunch will be soon.”

Then I realized I hadn’t heard anything from Tina. I rushed to Jack’s workroom, opened the door and found it a disaster! Tina had made poop, pulled off her dirty diaper and smeared the poop everywhere! It was on the walls, the door, even in the rug and of course all over herself. I knew it would take me hours to clean the room - plus the smell was worse than ever.

Linda began to cry in the kitchen and I recognized her hunger cry. I scooped up the filthy Tina, ran into the bathroom, put her into the bathtub and ran back into the kitchen. I pulled the food out of the microwave, made sure it was not too hot and set it in front of Linda. Linda began to eat while I ran back to the bathroom to take care of Tina. I got into the bathroom just in time to see Tina trying to turn on the water. I was angry so I slapped her hand and scolded, “Bad girl!”

She of course began to cry. I ran water in the tub at the proper temperature and once again roughly scrubbed her, which increased her crying but I no longer sympathized. I dried her with another new towel, then put a fresh diaper on her. I no sooner got the diaper on her when I heard an explosion from her behind and she began to giggle. I checked and of course Tina had made poop again. So it was back into the bathtub for a new bath, then another new towel and then ... Oh no! This was her last clean diaper.

Thank God she did not dirty this diaper immediately. I set her on the floor and she dashed toward the kitchen with me following her. She ran up to Linda’s highchair and began to shake it which frightened Linda and Linda then began to cry. I roughly grabbed Tina, set her in her highchair, made sure to wash and sanitize my hands and then put the second meal in the microwave. Tina was shaking her highchair so hard, it began to tip over! I ran and caught her before the chair hit the floor. Tina was now scared and began to cry so I tried to comfort her.

Linda announced, “Done now.”

I determined that Linda had done an excellent job of eating and hardly made a mess. I took Linda out of her highchair, replaced her with Tina and took Linda into the bathroom to clean her up. As I cleansed Linda I heard a noise from the kitchen so I finished with Linda, rushed into the kitchen and realized I had forgotten the rest of Linda’s food on her highchair. Tina had taken the rest of the food and somehow splattered it across most of the kitchen and then put the plate on her head and smeared it all over herself. I took several calming breaths and finally said, “Okay Tina no food for you today.”

The microwave dinged, I removed my food, sat at the table and began to eat. Tina saw me eating and began to cry but in response I turned away from her and ignored her.

Linda came beside me so I picked her up, sat her on my lap and we finished my meal together. Tina continued her wailing and I had finally suffered enough. I put Linda on the floor, went to the collected bags of baby food which were still on the counter, searched through them, found all the fruit I could, put it all in a big bowl, sat it in front of Tina and said, “Enjoy yourself you spoiled brat.”

I was shocked at how fast Tina attacked the fruit! She was not only using the spoon, she used her other hand to shovel it into her mouth. In no time at all the big bowl was empty and once again Tina began to cry. I could not believe that she was still craving sugar!

I told Tina, “You are out of luck, there is no more fruit in the house.”

I took her out of the highchair then into the bathroom, washed her hands and face and had no idea what to do with her. I couldn’t put her in Jack’s workroom since it was still covered in poop. Linda was busy playing in her and Louise’s room and I sure wasn’t going to put her in my bedroom. I decided that Linda’s high chair was the best place for her because she couldn’t escape or tip it over.

I cleaned up the lunch dishes, looked at the kitchen and made a decision. I called Louise at work.

Louise came on the phone and asked, “Hey Auntie Masha, what do you need?”

I replied, “Louise, today has been terrible so could we possibly have pizza for dinner tonight?”

Louise queried, “What’s going on?”

I replied, “Tina has been impossible today.” Then I described all that Tina had done so far and how I was out of diapers for her.

Louise said, “Don’t worry Auntie Masha, I will have Brenda bring you some more diapers.”

I countered, “No Louise, don’t have her bring any until tonight since I am too embarrassed at the condition of the house to let anyone else see it.”

Louise said, “Okay. Pizza will be great for dinner and I will tell Brenda that she’s paying.”

I hung up the phone, put on some old clothes and began to clean: The kitchen first and then I moved to Jack’s work room. I had barely finished when I heard the front door open and Louise yelled, “Masha, we’re home!”

Linda ran out of their soon to be bedroom and yelled, “Mama, mama, mama! And promptly jumped into Louise’s arms.

Tina (who I forgot about and was still in the highchair) started to cry. I walked out of Jack’s workroom with the bucket and all the cleaning supplies looking as if I had just run a marathon. Brenda rushed over to Tina while Louise took one look at me and said, “Auntie Masha cheer up, the cavalry has arrived.”

Brenda started to scold me, “Masha, why wasn’t Tina in clothes...”

Louise saw the look on my face and thankfully interceded, “Brenda, back the hell off of my Auntie Masha or I will kick your butt. From what Auntie Masha has told me, Tina has been a real little witch today.”

I add my две копейки (two cents), “Brenda, you didn’t leave enough clothes or diapers for Tina and I just finished cleaning up the mess she made with her poopy diaper in Jack’s workroom.”

I hear a new explosion emanate from Tina’s diaper and secretly smile knowing that Brenda was going to get to deal with the mess I created from feeding Tina fruit over lunch.

Brenda about made me nauseous when she praised Tina, “That’s my good little girl.” Then she asked, “Where’s the changing table.”

Louise answered, “It’s still at my apartment.”

I added, “I use the floor after putting a towel down first.”

Brenda took Tina to Louise’s room, put a towel on the floor, and said, “It’s a good thing I brought more diapers for my good girl.”

Brenda no sooner got the diaper off Tina when she had another bout of explosive diarrhea and began to giggle. It covered Brenda and a portion of the room. Brenda swore, “You little bitch, you did that on purpose!” Then she spanked the hell out of Tina’s butt which was worse because there was still poop on her butt and it splattered around the room even more.

Her spanking Tina was the которая переполнила чашу терпения (Literally: That overflowed the cup; figuratively: final straw for this camel). I caught Brenda’s arm in mid-swing as she was going to apply more spanking. I knelt, twisted it around behind Brenda’s back and said, “Brenda, I will not tolerate this child abuse in my house. Take Tina, leave and never come back.”

Louise added, “I can’t believe you spanked Tina, you are a ... a ... a ... bad mother. Masha is correct, get out of our house and never come back.”

Brenda grabbed Tina and said, “You two just don’t know how to handle children. Louise, wait until Linda is a teenager, she’s going to get pregnant just like you did.”

I couldn’t control myself after an insult like that to Louise so I slapped Brenda and ordered, “Leave my house now!”

Louise added, “And don’t let the door hit your fat ass on the way out.”

Brenda threatened, “You haven’t heard the last of me!”

I countered with a pre-emptive threat of my own, “If you do anything in retaliation I will call Child Protective Services and file a complaint for your treatment of Tina.”

Gwen poked her head around the corner of the room and asked, “Is World War III over?”

I promptly sat on the floor and began to cry while Louise and Gwen came over and comforted me.

Flashback – Jack and Banzai – After the mess hall

Son of a bitch, Colonel Maggie had given me something to think about! I never realized that if I became a DI I would be stationed stateside and be with Masha. But dammit to hell, I couldn’t just abandon Banzai. I made a decision and headed toward C&C to talk to Banzai.

I got on the radio for the hospital and asked, “This is Sgt. Jack Reynolds, I need to talk with Sgt. Blaine.”

The Marine at the hospital replied, “Give me a few minutes to find him.”

A few minutes ended up being about ten minutes until Banzai finally said, “Hey Jack, how the hell are you doing?”

I replied, “I’m sick and fucking tired of doing the Colonel’s office work and next week I start training the green recruits. From what I hear you’re doing a great job.”

Banzai swore, “Shit Jack! That’s fucking news to me - George has become a RPITA and calls Colonel Maggie about everything.”

I countered, “Well Colonel Maggie sings your praises all the time so don’t let that bastard Butterbar get you down.”

Banzai asked, “Look Jack, I’m helping the CIA torture the bastard bomb maker so I don’t have much time to gab, what do you need?”

I decided to bite the bullet and said, “Listen Banzai, Colonel Maggie said I could become a DI and get reassigned stateside. I was calling to see what you thought about it.”

I was shocked with Banzai’s response!!!

Jack dropped a fucking huge bombshell on me! He wanted to become a DI and head back to the states leaving me without a fucking spotter. I knew he wanted to be near Masha, but this was too fucking much. I was tired as hell doing shit for the bastard Jack and Masha so I erupted, “Jack, there’s no fucking way that I’m going to break in a new fucking spotter.”

I heard Jack take a deep breath and before he could say anything I remembered a crucial detail and continued, “You know Jack, I’ve changed my mind. Go ahead and take that fucking DI job and head back to the states to be with Masha because my enlistment contract is up in about two weeks and I’m not going to reenlist.”