The foreign Amazon bent over and picked up an empty bottle. “She put a bottle of my daughter’s apple juice in the tall cabinet.”
Ivy looked up from her rattle. “It was yummy!”
“Also, she misplaced my daughter’s new rattle and put it in one of your students’ cubbies. All the way in the back behind their blankets. Very odd.” Ivy gave it another shake and giggled. I wasn’t entirely certain that she was giggling at the rattle, now.
Now Janet got it and started laughing. Beouf was having to hold herself up by leaning against her desk. I remembered what was sticking out of the intruder’s purse. “And her diaper?” I asked.
“Most peculiar,” Zoge said. “She put it inside your desk. Such an unusual place to put a diaper.”
Ivy lifted up the hem of her dress and gave the front of her diaper a pat. “It’s a big one, Mommy!” It’s true. It fit but it was big on her. The tapes on either side of the diaper almost touched in the middle. Ivy and I were both Littles but I was thicker in the middle than her. If Ivy had been any slimmer the two tapes might have overlapped one another.
Zoge bent over and picked Ivy up. “A mistake on my part. I accidentally bought her a size too large. My Ivy is not yet big enough for these, but it would be a waste and I did not wish for them to go to waste.” She patted Ivy’s padded backside. “A little wet,” she said. “But I think we’ll wait till we get home to change. Just in case.”