“Okay, honey bunny, let’s get your little feetsies and toesies all snug and warm,” she said in a loving affectionate tone as she took James’s left leg and slipped it inside the left footy. James was taken aback immediately at how snug and comfortable it was, sparking distant memories of his own days in such clothing before today. Then came the right leg.
“Okay, sweetie, now upsy-daisy,” she giggled lifting James’s thick padded bottom up just enough to slip the rest of the sleeper underneath him. With a little more wiggling and giggling, he was all zipped up in his pretty new jammies. “Nice and comfy?” she asked, the question obviously rhetorical as she pulled out a big yellow pacifier and plopped it in his mouth before he could answer. “Now don’t you worry about a thing.