Mama Judy took his empty ba-ba away, wiped his face with the bib, and unlocked the tray.She had been so good to him today.She checked his diaper and told him that he was dry (though he likely wouldn’t be for very long, not that it mattered.)
He could pee-pee in her arms right now, and she wouldn’t get mad.If he was really lucky, maybe Mama Judy and her friend in the green dress would have another race using him and the topless girl.That way he could”accidentally” cop a feel on her while he was having his penis wiped and stroked by Mama Judy.Dante’s padded crotch crinkled a little as his nether regions readjusted themselves at the thought.
Still dry, Dante made Mama Judy proud by giving two loud burps as she patted his back.Then she carried him out of the kitchen area and around a corner into an area with extra-large cribs.Mama Judy laid him down on his back in one of the cribs.
Looking up, Dante could see a mobile hanging over him.Stars, the sun and the moon, and a comet all hung over Dante’s head.Even better, they all had smiley faces painted on them.They were all happy celestial bodies!(Weird that Dante could remember the term “celestials,” but still couldn’t think of a synonym for potty.)Still tripping, Dante reached up for the plastic bodies, not even thinking to sit up.It was comfortable in this crib, and he didn’t want to sit up anyways.His hand didn’t even come close to grasping them.
Mama Judy reached up and flicked a switch.The mobile started turning, a soft mechanical whirring the only indication that it wasn’t magic.Dante had never been to a Pink Floyd concert, but he assumed it must be a lot like this.He was in awe.
“Sleep tight, little Dante,” Mama Judy cooed.“See you after your nappy nap.”
Entranced by the mobile, and high as a kite from the milk, Dante didn’t even hear Mama Judy as she left to go get his friends.Instead, he drifted off into a dreamless slumber just after popping his thumb into his mouth.