Widdle Wincoln

>Weeks after Widdle Wincoln attempted to breastfeed from Leni's breasts, everyone seems to begrudgingly tolerate his presence, without explicitly endorsing it
>This meant that those who would normally change him would attempt to shy away from the responsibility of changing Lincoln, leading him to remain in a stale diaper for days, even a week at a time
>One day, Lincoln approaches Lori while she's in her room, feces overflowing from his diaper and onto the floor
>"Baby gets itchies."
>Lori begrudgingly picks up her preteen brother, taking him into the bathroom to bathe him
>As she washes the feces off of his ass, she sees a disgusting skin infection, complete with abcesses and blemishes down his left buttcheek and down to his lower leg.
>"Ouchies."
>The next day, they go to the pediatrician.
>Lincoln refused to wear anything other than his bib and diaper.
>Lori can't get him to stop crying.
>As a foul smell envelops the waiting room, Lincoln cries out. "Baby make stinky! Baby make stinky!"
>Lori finally manages to pull him into the pediatrician's office. The pediatrician has a look between confusion and fear as the preteen baby is brought into his office.
>"Baby gets itchies! Baby gets itchies!"
>Lori simply looks incredibly disappointed in herself, and in her family as a whole. She only speaks a soft few words to the doctor. "He's got a skin infection on his butt."
>Without any explanation, the doctor hesitates, pulling on a latex glove as he begins his examination.
>"Uh, open wide."
>Lincoln opens his mouth for the doctor, as he shines a light down Lincoln's throat to ensure that his esophagus is clear of disease.
>Unfortunately, the doctor mistakenly rested his thumb on the side of Lincoln's mouth, prompting Lincoln to close his mouth around the gloved digit and begin sucking.
>The doctor rears back with a look of horror on his face, as Lori already begins to stammer out apologies for Lincoln's behavior.
>This is accompanied by the cacophony of Lincoln beginning to cry and intersperse his wails with "Baby wants miwkies! Baby wants Lowi's miwkies!"
>The doctor's faith in the Hippocratic oath had been shattered in a few seconds by this child.
>He quickly scribbles out a prescription for a topical antibacterial ointment and hands it to Lori.
>"Please, leave."
>Lori nods and picks up Lincoln, carrying him out of the doctor's office as Lincoln desperately tries to free Lori's breast from her tank top.
>Every head in the doctor's office was turning to the fully grown child screaming "Baby wants miwkies! Baby wants a wowwipop!"