“I’ve…never seen you this excited,” Carley mused. She’d been in a Super-Mart hundreds of times before to do her own shopping, but never as someone’s “baby.” The whole experience felt a bit surreal. She was put in the cart, again placed in a child restraint that she didn’t have the strength to undo, and then carted around as they passed shelves of items tall enough to be towers. A few people giggled as they saw her pass.
Crystal’s voice suddenly brought her back to reality. “Now, you look nervous, so I’m going to do what an Amazon mommy normally does to a nervous Little.” She returned to her “baby voice” as she continued to explain, “instead of listening to whatever whittle twouble you’re pwobably having, Momma’s gonna shove a mean ol’ locking pacifier in your mouth so that you can’t talk or scream.”