She coos, “Baby need a change?” She unsnaps my romper between my legs. She checks my diaper “Baby such a good girl.”
Nana takes off my diaper and starts to clean me up. I ask if I can be a big girl today. Nana smiles and agrees. I take a shower. It feels good to do this every now and then. It feels even better if Larry were here to take it with me. When I step out of the shower, Nana is there with a big thick towel. She dries me and my hair briskly.
I am lifted suddenly to the changing table. I feel Nana’s hands as she gently rubs the seemingly magical baby oil on me.