As Mikey toddled through the obviously outdated play area that judging from its faded plastic looked as though it had been last updated in the late 1980s or early 1990s, the effects of the mother's milk he'd drank earlier began to be absorbed by his body as it digested it. He went from yelling at his fellow toddlers to repeating simple sentences, to fragmented words and sentences. So that:
"Move your baby butt, I'm coming through!" slowly into "Move! I'm coming too!" and then "Moof! Me come!"
Mikey giggled as he slid down a slide and landed in a ball pit. He vaguely recalled hearing that ball pits were completely unsanitary but he was struggling to remember what unsanitary meant. Besides, jumping up and down in the ball pit was so much fun!
"Mikey, time to come out, buddy," said Daddy as he tapped on the outside screen of the ball pit's enclosed space.
Mikey pouted, not wishing to go so soon, but looking to see Daddy's face made him realize that Daddy meant it, and he better get out of the play area. With a bit of effort, Mikey pulled himself out of the ball pit and through the final bit of play tunnel to come back out to the open area where Daddy and Mommy were waiting for him. Daddy quickly scooped him up, causing Mikey to giggle and squeal.
"Mikey, where's your shoe?" asked Daddy as he examined him. And Mikey looked down to see that his right shoe was missing, though with an absent minded kick, Mikey's left shoe went flying off his foot as well.
"Looks like someone didn't lace his shoes up tightly enough, said Mommy as she grabbed the shoe before it hit her.
"Where's your shoe Mikey?" asked Daddy.
"Me no know," said Mikey.
"Mike, bud, I know we're in public, but cut the kiddie talk--where'd you last have your shoe?" asked Daddy.
After Mikey looked between Mommy and Daddy confusedly for a few seconds, Mommy said, "I don't think he's putting on an act, Jim. He looks genuinely confused."
"You don't think he's starting to really become a toddler?" asked Daddy.
"He looks a little younger, maybe a few months younger? His feet are smaller, and his clothes look a little bit big on him."
"Uhhh... Mikey where did you have your last shoe?" asked Daddy as he held up the other shoe that he'd kicked off.
"Ballpit!" exclaimed Mikey as he saw another kid land in the ball pit and lift up a shoe from inside the balls.
Mommy saw what he did, and immediately went over to the screen separating the ball pit from the open air, and asked for the kid to bring the shoe out. A few minutes later, she had both shoes which she then tied tighter on Mike's feet, though it was quite clear that if he kicked his feet a little too much, his shoes would still come off.
"I think we need to get a few more things before we head home."
"Mommy!" interrupted Mikey as he began to squirm in Daddy's arms.
"Yes, Mikey?" asked Stephanie.
"Me, ungie!" declared Mikey, his tummy grumbling not a moment later. Mommy took Mike into his arms immediately and Mikey immediately calmed down laying his head against Mommy's milk filled breasts.
"Jim, go and get some 1T or 12M sized things for Mikey... and I'll go back to that bench we nursed at earlier."
Daddy nodded and left, while Mommy put Mikey back into the stroller and pushed him back to the bench they'd been at earlier that was a bit secluded from the rest of the area. There she sat down, pulled out a large blankie and then picked Mikey back up and pulled him under the blankie and exposed her breast to him, which Mikey was happy to suckle.
And as Mikey suckled, the smaller he became. He felt the rich creamy taste of mother's milk fill his tummy and cause his belly to feel full and then his body to tingle. Suddenly it seemed the nipple in his mouth seemed to be growing larger, the breast he thought he was draining getting bigger, fuller. He squirmed, feeling as though he had to climb higher and closer to the breast. As he squirmed his tiny toddler socks fell off his curling infant feet. Mikey felt he was swimming in the shirt and pants he'd been wearing.
"I got one of the 1T and the 12M just to be sure," said Daddy's voice.
"I think it's too late for that now," said Mommy.
"Why?"
Mommy lifted the blankie and through his blurry vision, Mikey could just barely make out Daddy's face standing over him and Mommy. Mikey grinned, some milk escaping the sides of his mouth and dribbling down his infantile chin.
"Shit... he almost looks like a newborn," said Daddy.
"I've been feeling weird myself as he's been nursing this time--and I feel like I'm going to burst out of my pants soon. We need to get back to the car and get home now. Because if what's happening keeps happening, I don't think Mikey's going to be a newborn for long."