James giggled and put his thumb in his mouth, wiggling around on the changing mat as Mayra peeled back the diaper tapes one by one, slowly, watching as James relished in the sound of the tapes being pulled off. “Yeah, somebody wants their diaper changed. Such a good baby boy. We’re gonna get you alllllll clean.”
Feeling an immense sense of privilege, James felt his cheeks rosy and red as Mayra teased him upon opening his messy diaper to the world, the loud tearing of the tabs building up to it. Holding her nose in a wrinkled manner, she teased him by bringing her face close down to his and letting her long nose rub against his, causing James to turn his head to the side in laughter. His face was then greeted with the various Sesame Street characters on the walls, again smiling, almost to appear laughing at my predicament, but now James was laughing with them…