From the book: The Adventures of The Traveling BabyGirl
here is a little story about thinking you know what you know, you know?
“I don’t know why this keeps happening Daddy,” Penny said as Elliot pulled the blanket back off her legs.
She had remained in the exact position her Daddy left her in at the beginning of her nap – on her belly. Sitting along the edge of the bed, he unfolded the new diaper and stretched out the back of the waistband of the diaper, placing it on top of the back of the diaper she was wearing that needed changed.
“It happens, baby. It’s okay. Daddy’s here and Daddy will take care of it,” Elliot said softly, placing his left hand on her temporarily double-diapered bottom as he turned her over onto her back.
She felt the mess in her seat spread a little and this snapped her back into explanation mode.
“No, Daddy. I know that you think you know what you know, but I’m the one who knows, you know?” Penny asked, her eyes glazing over with littleness, partially from denial and partially from memories of a strange dream that was far fresher than she was just then.
“Right,” Elliot said with a grin, unfastening the tapes at her hips.
And though she was fidgety with need to explain, she stopped moving all together – a common reaction when he unfastened her diaper tapes, taking her out of that comfort snugness always around her waist. She was determined to explain to him what happened, though – regardless of how insecure she felt from being changed.
“I dreamded I was on da beach,” Penny explained, slipping into a babble tone. “And while I was sleeping da poop fairy came in through da window and put poop in my diaper. And this isn’t the first time she’s done this.”
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