Slightly dreading the question, you stiffly nod. But mama smiles kindly, even if there’s a slightly humorous edge to it.
“Even when you were telling your mum and I that you wanted to keep wearing nappies, we didn’t think you were a baby.”
You blush and cringe at the reminder. You remember being angry being told you couldn’t wear nappies anymore, especially as Lucy was still in them. You had toilet trained like you were supposed to, but you didn’t want to stop wearing them. The mindset didn’t last very long.
Mama pokes you on the nose to your surprise.
“Really , we knew you were a big girl, even if you wanted to still be in nappies.” It seemed like a crazy idea to you, that your parents could have thought anything else when you cried about having to wear undies. Mama’s look is knowing, however. “Your mum and I were pretty sure you just liked being looked after.”