He put Deedee in a clean diaper while she yawned sleepily. Ron chuckled as he finished fastening the tapes and said, “Baby girl is ready for a nap, isn’t she?”
Deedee yawned again in agreement and he carried her over to the crib and tucked her in. He found a toy bunny lying in the crib at the end and tenderly placed it in Deedee’s arms. She smiled up at him and hugged the bunny then closed her eyes and fell asleep immediately. Ron fussed with the comforter for a few minutes to make sure she would be comfortable and then began to quietly explore the room. The diaper stacker was filled with soft fluffy flannelette diapers of the type that Deedee liked. Ron looked at the back of the changing table and saw that everything he might need to change Deedee had been supplied. In his earlier haste to get her changed, he hadn’t noticed that the back of the changing table had tub of babywipes, a jar of nursery vaseline, a tube of diaper rash ointment and a bar of soap that was forested with the pink bunny-headed diaper pins stuck into it’s surface. He went through the shelves of the changing table and discovered that it was fully stocked with supplies. There were stacks of both disposable and cloth diapers and well as an amply supply of clean plastic pants and infant T-shirts. “Whoever set this up sure knew his business,” Ron thought to himself as he went through the rest of the shelves, “This looks like a display in a baby boutique!”
He went to the dresser and opened each drawer in turn, finding the clothes he had bought earlier as well as other baby clothes he had never seen before. He looked in the closet and discovered that the rack was filled with hangers of baby dresses. He took out one of the infant pinafores and compared it to the clothes he had bought for her that he had found in the drawer. It was exactly her size. “Someone (or something, he amended to himself) has created a nursery just for her,” he thought to himself with a growing sense of disquiet.