She kisses me lovingly. I am so elated to be loved and that Nana is pleased with me.
Nana cleans me with a sweet smelling baby wipey then lifts me to the changing table. She lifts me by my ankles again and puts another thick, soft diaper under me. After a liberal powdering with sweet smelling baby powder, she pins the new diaper on me and stands me on my feet.
Nana holds out my lined rumba panties and says, “Here baby, step in.”
I step in and she gently pulls them up. She pats me on my bottom softly.
Nana says, “Now that wasn’t so bad, was it baby?”
I am innocently shy about it. I giggle sweetly and say, “It felt good Nana!” and feel very good.
Nana kisses me on my forehead and leads me back into the living room by my hand to where the other “children” are playing.
We are all taken to a place near the Christmas tree. It is a play area just for us “Kids”. We are ecstatic.
We play with all the toys and games and are oblivious to the “Adults” and what they are doing.