Daddy and I were supposed to go to the beach today but things didn't go quite as planned. We packed everything up early in the morning...towels, food, drinks, bathing suits, buckets, kite, and all sorts of other things....and headed out. The beach was 1.5 hours away so we thought we'd make it there around 11am. Well, we drove for about an hour and then hit the beach traffic. It took us another 3.5 hours to get through that last 30 miles. It was ridiculous. Boy do I wish I had a diaper on then. Once we finally got to the beach, we discovered that there was no parking anywhere. I don't know where everyone else was parking. It was disappointing to say the least.
We sat in the car for a little while trying to figure out what to do. We had been in the car for 5 hours at this point so it would have sucked to just go home. Fortunately, we had passed an aquarium on the way so we decided to go there instead. On the way, Daddy and I munched on some of the snacks that we brought and looked at all the old houses. We discovered upon arriving that the aquarium just happened to be packed as well but we still had a good time.
Daddy let me feed the cow-nosed rays which was soooo cool. They have this weird mouth on their bellies that sucks the little fish in. It felt awesome! Then came the giant white belugas who have a permanent smile on their face. I also got to see some sea lions. I've seen TV shows about them. Their definitely not an animal you want to mess with because they're basically one giant muscle. They could probably kill you with one hit of the head. One of my favorite parts of the trip was feeding the birds. I love it when we get to be that close to an animal. Very fun!
Finally it was time to go home. Daddy and I, as always, took the scenic route instead of the highway. You get to see so much more by doing that. We passed through some pretty neat little towns. The houses along the way were gorgeous. I can't wait for our next trip to....wherever. I think we're taking a different route to Vermont next weekend.
Daddy and I went to the summer fetish flea in Boston this past weekend. I bought a few buttons to put on my Tinkerbell backpack. It feels much more me now. I wore it around Boston for the rest of the day which was sort of a thrill for me. That sounds so silly.
Next weekend Daddy and I will be going to the beach. I can't wait! I haven't been to a beach in forever! I got a pink bucket and pale to build sand castles with. I also got a cool hat....ok, it's actually pretty dorky looking but I like it....AND a kite! I'm really looking forward to this.
When Daddy got home today, I tried to jump into his arms but he moved away so we set it up again and tried a second time. Daddy moved again! Soooo...we tried again and he finally got it right. Then he started tickling me. He got me so good that I started that crazy silent laugh and fell to the ground. I love my Daddy.
Dinner was fun too. I ate Spaghetti O's...with the opposite hand. I thought it would be fun to put some of them on Daddy's foot but he said no so I didn't. I still got a little drop on him though. Like any other babygirl would do, I cleaned it off to be nice.....by rubbing it all over his foot. Well, I didn't have a napkin! Daddy didn't really want me to do it that way though so I tried to use my drink instead. Lucky for Daddy, it was in a bottle so I didn't get any on him. Oopsie!
I found this cool site today where you can turn yourself into a baby! This is what I thought I would look like. You try it? http://www.luvsdiapers.com/baby-builder-gender.do
This is a really horrible picture of me but....there it is.
Daddy and I decided to have S'mores yesterday in honor of July 4. Since we didn't have a fire to roast the marshmallows over, we used the microwave. If you've ever used the microwave to cook marshmallows before, you'll know how much fun I had. You can't really get any better than this for a littles treat. I was giggling up a storm while watching the marshmallows get bigger and bigger. When they were done, I sat down to eat my ooey gooey mess of yumminess. Boy what a mess. Daddy didn't let me get up after that first one. It tasted soooooo good. When we were done, Daddy got some baby wipes and cleaned me up. Mmmm....
I sorta like to live on the edge a bit. Makes life more interesting. Anyway, I kept seeing all these pictures of other little girls outside in their diapers and/or baby outfits. Well, I wanted some pictures like that too! So Daddy and I headed out to the local park and tried to take some. Turns out I'm a chicken. These are the pictures that we got. Nothing too special. Nobody saw us. I think my awkward actions of trying to do stuff without being seen is what got people looking more than anything. Still, it was fun.
I just realized that I never wrote about THIS years Diaper-fest. It was actually called the Diaper Party this year because it was organized by different people. Same place and same events though. Daddy and I couldn't stay the whole weekend so we only went Saturday. We stopped in at Daddy's parent's house on the way to drop off our things since we'd be staying there that night. They don't know about any of this so we just told them that we were going to visit my family. I was wearing pigtails and a VERY thick diaper at the time though so I was a bit nervous. Of course my Daddy's mom kept commenting on the pigtails...nonstop...constantly. I wanted to get out of there so badly.
Once we finally did get out of there, Daddy and I had some yummy lunch at a local restaurant with a couple of our AB friends. I wanted my sippy cup sooooo badly. I also wished I had a bib at the time. I just can't seem to eat anything without getting it on me. After lunch, the couple went off to do some sightseeing while Daddy and I visited the Vann Trapp Family Lodge. The view is just gorgeous from up there....and I got to pet a BIG horse which made my day. There are also some beautiful places for a wedding. :)
After our visit to the lodge, we headed out to the party. When we got there, I got changed into my red outfit and met up with the couple that we had lunch with earlier. They showed us the large baby furniture that was set up in the game room. That's when the photo shoot started. I loved being in the high chair. I felt so little in it. One of my friends was really enjoying the rocking horse next to me. It looked like so much fun that I needed to try so I hopped on. It was terrifying!!! I was sure I was going to tip right over and fall off. Daddy had to hold me. You can actually see his hand holding the horse for me in the picture. I still want one though. I'm sure I'd get used to it in time.
The photo shoot was paused briefly while I said hello to another AB couple who arrived. I had visited them at their AB bed and breakfast back in January. I just realized I didn't write about that either. That will be next. Anyway, we took a few more photos and then headed down to dinner. Dinner was, as usual, fabulous. All the little ones had their bibs and bottles ready to go. I wanted to eat with my hands but nobody else was so Daddy told me I wasn't allowed to use my utensils. I appreciate it when he does this. It takes the embarrassment off of me since I have to do what he says and he knows I really want to anyway. It's a big help.
After dinner it was time for the drag show. What a great show. There were a few new people who were in the show this time. They were having some technical difficulties though so it lasted A LOT longer than it was supposed to. I think that Miss Conception and her crew were getting a little tired at the end. It was really hot in the room and they were starting to fall apart. I felt bad for them. Still, a great performance.
Then came the sad goodbye. Thankfully we made plans with the bed and breakfast couple to meet again in September and I'll be going to an antique show with the other couple sometime in the fall as well.
Daddy took me to the circus last night! I've never been to the circus before. It was so awsome!!! I LOVED the elephants...and the tigers...but mostly the elephants. I don't think I've ever been that close to one before. We were right in the front row so I was basically staring them right in the eye. They're HUGE!!! At one point they asked if anyone wanted to ride the elephants. I wanted to SOOOO badly but I didn't because there were a bunch of kids up there, no adults. I'm a kid though and I really wanted to. I regret it now. I should have gone up. Aw well. I wonder how many other adults wanted to ride them too. Maybe I'm not the only one. Maybe everyone else was thinking the same thing as me. I wonder if other adults would have gone up to ride them if I went up. Then again, maybe I only wanted to ride them because I'm a big kid. Maybe most adults really don't want anything to do with elephants. *shrugs* I wonder.....
Daddy took me to see Disney on Ice last night. I love Disney. They never skimp on things. They always go all the way. Whenever I do anything involving Disney, I feel like I'm in another world in a way. They do such a great job of putting you there with smell, sights, sounds, and everything. It was sooo much fun. They included a lot of great characters.
It makes me really miss the Disney parks. I worked there for a while you know. Talk about a "little's" dream come true. I got to play everyday after work at the parks for free. It was great to feel small and do little things without feeling out of place. EVERYONE is a little when you go to Disney. That was Walt's whole idea. Do you know how many times I saw the It's A Bug Life interactive movie or how many times I went through It's A Small World. Wow! What an amazing experience. Anyway, the show was fabulous.
Well, Daddy and I have been seeing each other every possible weekend for quite a while now. I've been driving down to see him in Springfield every Friday night and returning every Sunday night in time for work the next day. I ended up moving in with him again at the end of March and things couldn't be better.
I actually got into a car accident during the move. It was so scary. It all happened so fast. Luckily I was ok and so was Socks but the car didn't survive and neither did some of my belongings. I thought it was the end. I thought it was a sign of some sort that this shouldn't be happening. The thing that allowed me to move back in with Daddy was a cleaning business that I started and then the car that I was going to use and all of my cleaning supplies were destroyed. Luckily, Daddy helped me work it all out.
Despite all of that, things are great now. Daddy and I are more in love than we ever were before. While I was gone, Daddy was given a new position at work so now he isn't gone for so long. We have talked through everything that was bothering the both of us. Things are perfect. Communication really is the key to any good relationship.
Daddy and I have been talking a lot lately. He came down and we took a long walk by the water. It was strange. I felt like we had never been apart. He seemed a little more held back though. I miss him a lot and can't stop thinking about him. It's so weird because, despite the fact that I'm the one who broke up with him, I still see him in my life. Daddy and I talked about all of the REAL reasons why I left and how we could fix them. We decided that we're going to start seeing each other again but we're going to take it slow.
Well, a lot has happened in the last few months. Daddy was transferred to the Springfield, MA branch so we moved out there...err, here. Our apartment is really nice but kind of dark. I like being able to be myself without worrying about Daddy's brother (who moved in with us back in VT) or my best friend seeing my baby stuff. The thing is, Daddy is gone ALL the time now. I mean, he leaves at 5am and doesn't come home until midnight. When we do spend time together, he's unhappy and tired. I have no friends and my job sucks. I'm miserable and I want to go home. I don't want to live my life alone and that's what will happen if my Daddy keeps working like this. It feels like that's all that's important to him. I ended up breaking up with him and I'm living at my mom's again. I guess "Ella" isn't going to be around much anymore. This is devastating. I still love him so much but...I don't know. The other reason why I broke up with him is that I want kids and he doesn't. I've been watching this show called Jon and Kate Plus 8 a lot. It's about a family who has 8 children, a set of twins and a set of sextuplets. Watching the kids makes me sad to think that I won't ever have that. *sigh* I hope I made the right move though.
Earlier this month Daddy and I went to the Diaperfest in Stowe. I had so much fun. Daddy seemed a little uncomfortable but I think he had fun too. It was a little awkward for him because 95% of the people there were men and most of them were gay. They were all very nice though.
The first day we brought everything into the hotel, I got changed, and then we headed down to say hello to everyone. That's when we met a very nice couple who we spent most of the weekend with and 3 other girls who we really seemed to connect with. I won't name names for privacy reasons but they were all very nice. Anyway, we spent some time together looking around and eventually headed to bed.
Friday, we woke up and stumbled downstairs for some breakfast. It was so nice being able to wear my diapers and footy pajamas around others without worry. I even brought my sucie, Maggie, and my sippy cup to the table. Daddy let me use my fingers to eat too which I don't get to do too often. After breakfast we all went back to our rooms to get ready for the day. Sadly I had to dress in my vanilla clothes because we were going out. It's alright though because we ended up having a blast. Daddy, me, and the couple who we met the night before all headed out to the Teddy Bear Factory and to the Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream factory. Daddy bought me a new teddy bear who I named Samantha. I got her a dress that looks just like mine. She's the one you see in these pictures.
Later that night we ate a wonderful dinner in the dining hall where I got to drink out of my sippy cup again. I think that it was awesome that they served an adult meal and a kiddie meal. I had a bit of both. Most people ate the adult meal though. The cook did such a good job on it. After dinner we had a karaoke contest. I actually went up and sang. I was HORRIBLE!!! I NEVER would have done that in the past but everyone wanted me to so it was hard to say no. It was fun though. The girl from the couple who we were hanging out with ended up winning. Once the karaoke show was done, we all took a dip in the pool. Someone had brought a bunch of toys to play with which was awesome! Before drying off, we went into the hot tub for a bit. By the time we got out, I was exhausted. Daddy and I decided that we were a bit hungry though so we ran out to the nearest gas station for some snacks.
The next day, Saturday, we had another wonderful breakfast. Then Daddy and I decided to take a walk by the river. It was still a bit cold but the water was pretty. Then we took a drive up to the Stowe Mountain Resort. This was the same place where I first met for VYCC. Anyway, a few of the other ABs from the party took the gondola ride to the top. Daddy and I thought that we'd save that rather expensive trip for a time when the leaves were changing. From there we went to The Ice House which was a pretty neat restaurant in downtown Stowe. Daddy ordered a beer sampler. (Ewww, beers.) It was neat being able to taste them all. I could swallow one of them, a darker beer. I'm not a big fan.
At night they had the chicken feed which was crazy! Basically, everyone circles around a pile of baby stuff that people don't want anymore. When someone yells go, you dive in and grab whatever you can. I got a nice pair of dock martins and some other neat little things. Then we had the photo shoot where we had baby portraits made. That's where the pictures above came from. Then there was the drag show. There really aren't words to explain how cool that was. Miss Conception's facial expressions are priceless. Here is a video of her that I found on Youtube. It's so much better in person though.
Sunday was a sad day. It was time to pack up and get out. One of the girls who I spent a lot of time with gave me a cool little harness thing that basically turns a car seat into a baby seat. She started crying when it was time to leave. She was so sweet. I wish she didn't live so far away. It was weird returning to real life after being little for so long. I'm going again next year. If you get the chance, I'd really suggest going to the Diaperfest yourself. It's a wonderful experience.
Last week I was contacted by a TV producer here Myspace. She was looking for a real babygirl to interview for her show. At first I was a little skeptical because I had heard rumors that this was just a scam to get footage of girls in diapers. I was told that it had been going around for a year now. I ended up talking to one of my good friends, Kimmi, and she did some research for me. In the end, she found out that the whole thing was legitimate. The show is called "The Secret Lives of Women" and it airs on the WE network. The show that I will be participating in will be in aired in April. I'll post the exact date and time when I find out. It's a fetish episode that will show the lives of 4 women, myself included. I am the adult baby on the show. Another women enjoys burning her skin. Another woman is a body builder and is paid to have men with muscle fetishes wrestle with her. The last woman enjoys having food rubbed on her body. I think it's called sploshing. They are going to let me talk about my lifestyle, how I got into it, and why I do it. I'm also going to talk about the rest of the "normal" things that I do in my life. Then they are going to get some footage of me doing my baby things. Things like playing in the snow and crossing the street while Daddy holds my hand. They also want to interview Daddy and my mom. I'm very excited but also a little nervous. I just accepted a job at a daycare and now I'm worried that if any of the parents or workers there see the show, they'll fear for the kids' safety. Also, Daddy isn't sure about how much involvement he wants to have in the show. Same goes for my mom. I have told them both that the producer can blur out their faces and change their voices to disguise them. Now I'm just waiting on an answer. We'll see what happens. They are filming me on the 8th and 9th of December here in my home so they don't have much time to decide. Wish me luck!
Daddy and I had to wait a very long time to get the car's oil changed on Saturday. There were some kids in the lobby who were coloring but Daddy told me I couldn't go play with them. I had to stay with him. I was a really good girl though. He kept saying that to me while we were there. After that, Daddy took me to a store where they sold used kids clothes. He bought me a pretty red and white dress. He also bought me another sippy cup, because mine was too small, and some books so that he could read them to me at night. I was soooooo happy.
The next day, Daddy and I went to the park and I got to play. We had the whole park to ourselves. It was snowy so I wore my snowsuit. Daddy had to help me put on my mittens though because I couldn't do it. He took pictures of me while I ran around and played. I went down the slides and I went on the swings and I slid down the poll. Then I made a snowman and Daddy let me put his glasses on him. He threw a snowball at me while I was building so I threw one right back at him and a snowball fight erupted.
After that, we went to the Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream Factory. Daddy bought me an ice cream because I was so good the day before. I got it all over my face but I cleaned it off so Daddy didn't have to. When I got home, I showed Daddy the pictures that I drew for him. I also showed him the baby Tinkerbell that I got. Then Daddy read me a story and changed my diaper. That night I ate a GIANT lollipop that my Mom gave me. I got all sticky on my hands and face so Daddy told me to wash them. I didn't want to though so I stayed sitting there. Finally I went and washed up. Then, before bed, Daddy said that I had to have a spanking because I didn't do what he said right away. It hurt a lot but it wasn't a very long spanking. I'll be a good girl now....maybe. I like spankings too much. Hehe. Daddy knows this too.
Winter is coming. So is Christmas. It's in the air. I LOVE this time of the year. I'm going to write Santa a letter soon. I was a good girl this year so I hope he's nice to me. I'm going to put out cookies and milk and carrots for him and his reindeer. On Christmas morning, I'm going to get up early and go see the tree and presents. Then I'm going to wake Daddy up so we can open the presents. This will be my first Christmas as a babygirl. It will be so nice to enjoy it like I did when I was a kid. Winter in general is also lots of fun. There's so much for a babygirl like me to do. I can't wait to build snowmen and go sledding. I also want to have hot chocolate in front of the fireplace while I watch a Disney or Christmas movie with Daddy. We could also go ice skating. Yay! Just a little longer to wait.
Daddy and I had a really really good weekend together. I lost my voice so I had to whisper the whole weekend but that was okay. We still had fun. We watched movies together and Daddy tickled me like always. He also read me bedtime stories. We went to Friendly's and Daddy said that I was a really good girl while we were waiting to sit down so I was allowed to have ice cream after lunch. I got lots and lots of gummi bears like always. We played eye spy while we waited for our food. Then I made a face with the forks and knives for Daddy. He held my hand when we crossed the street for the first time. He said I wasn't allowed to cross the street without holding his hand anymore. He also changed my diaper for me one time. He helped me zip up my coat lots of times too because I was having trouble. Then we went to see Bee movie in the theater. We put up the arm rests so I could cuddle with him. I even sucked on my sucie while I was there. Daddy thought that I was really cute this weekend. He always does but he said that I was extra cute. Now he's looking for another baby that I can sometimes play with who lives close by. I hope he finds someone. I love my Daddy so much!!!
My best friend moved in on Sunday. I helped her bring in 3 carloads worth of stuff. After I was done helping her, I had a horrible feeling of sadness. I went up to Daddy and said "Now I can't be a babygirl like I used to." I nearly started crying right then and there. I felt terrible...empty. Like a huge piece of me had suddenly been ripped away. Daddy looked down at me, gave me a hug, and assured me that I would never stop being his babygirl. He said that he would still feed me, play with me, read me stories, and talk little talk with me. Then he said that we just wouldn't be able to be as open about it. I wasn't feeling much better after that. I don't want to hide any of this, especially in my own home. I think it might take some time but I'll open up with it. It's just sad that for the time being, I'm quietly confined to my bedroom.
On a happier note, Daddy and I had a great weekend. We were going to try the catheter again but time got away from us. We slept in like usual and spent some good quality time together. We saw a couple of movies, both at the house and in the theater. Daddy read me a bedtime story both nights which is always nice. We talked about all sorts of things. I told him about some of the baby things I do when he's gone during the week. For example, I gave myself a bedtime a while ago and I've stuck to it. (I'll admit that, unlike most children, I don't find it hard to go to bed on time. I'm usually crawling in early.) I also suggested some Daddy things that he could do like holding my hand when crossing the street or calling out my name if I wander off too far in the stores. Daddy said he likes it when I do that because he doesn't really know what to do sometimes. We also talked about going to see The Bee Movie next weekend except I would bring my sucie and be a real kid in the theater. I might even bring Maggie. This is sort of a big step in how open I want to be with all of this. It's becoming a bigger and bigger part of my life as time goes by. It was always there, I just had layers of fear and confusion hiding it.
I'd like to end this blog with a note that my Daddy left me today. I usually like to keep things like this private because it seems to mean more when it's shared only between 2 people. It made me so happy though that I had to tell someone. It's simple but what I love most about it is that he's really thinking like a Daddy. It means so much to me when he does that.
Hey Babygirl,
I love you and miss you so much. Don't stay up past your bedtime. I gave Maggie a kiss for her to give to you. Be a good girl while Daddy is gone.
Love Daddy
Daddy and I were finally able to try the catheter this weekend. We tried to do it two weeks ago but it didn't go as planned. We realized (after we were all scrubbed up and ready to go of course) that we had ordered the wrong kit. Instead of getting the insertion kit, we got the irrigation kit. Those words can easily be mistaken, can't they? Anyway, since we had done a lot of reading on the subject and knew what tools were needed, we decided to improvise. Before Daddy had inserted the tube more than a half an inch though, I was feeling pain. When he removed the tube, we noticed blood on the tip. That was enough for us that day.
We weren't about to give up completely though. We got back online and ordered the right kit and did some more reading. This past weekend was a success. I was supposed to insert the tube this time since I know my anatomy better but I couldn't see very well so Daddy tried it again. We scrubbed up and spread out all the materials. Then I laid back and Daddy started to insert the tube. It hurt here and there going in which made me increasingly nervous. Finally Daddy found the right angle and there was no more pain. I was so scared that something would go wrong but I was prepared to deal with the consequences. We were both completely silent towards the end. Then, with a little grin on his face, Daddy said "We're in." I sat up and, sure enough, there was urine flowing through the tube. Daddy was very intent on making sure that I was feeling ok. When I assured him that I was, I taped the tube to my body and put my diaper on.
The feeling of not feeling when I was going was wonderful. It was just like being a real baby. I even had to check my diaper to see how wet I was. Daddy and I were both amazed at how quickly the diaper filled up. I had to change twice in three hours and I was wearing overnight diapers. There was no pain, only a little discomfort where the tube came out of the urethra. I wore it from Saturday afternoon until Sunday night. On Sunday, we had gone for a long 3 hour drive. By the time we got back, the tube was hurting me. I decided to take it out. It had blood on the tip again. I think that it was because I had been sitting on it for so long. It was probably being jabbed up into me a bit.
Soooo...all in all, this was a great experience. Daddy and I are probably going to be doing it more often. We might try moving up to a larger french (width) once we perfect the insertion method. I honestly didn't want to take the thing out. I was able to have sex and take a shower with it still in me. It wasn't much of a bother. The only thing that we would have to be careful of if I wore it for longer periods of time is having bacteria travel up the tube and into my bladder. This could cause bladder infections, urinary tract infections, and kidney infection. We will do everything we can to prevent these things though. If you want to try this, I would strongly urge you to read everything you can about it first. It's a medical procedure. Be careful and have fun.
I had so much fun with Daddy this weekend. We went to Canada and visited a couple of museums. One of them was about the history of Montreal. It was really neat because I don't really know a lot about the place where I was born. It was funny to see some of the toys that I used to play with at a museum. I'm not THAT old. While in the toy section, I got to play with this felt board that they had up for kids. I made a face out of some of the shapes. It's so fun to be able to do things like this every now and then. Then, at the end of the museum, I signed a guest book saying "Daddy and Baby Ella loved it!"
When we got to the hotel, I found out that Daddy had booked the romance suite. There were chocolate covered strawberries, champagne, robes, and slippers waiting for us in the room. Daddy is so awesome! After munching on some of the strawberries, we went for a walk down St. Catherine Street. We stopped to pick up some Canadian candy that you can't get in the States and then headed back to the hotel. Then we crawled into the HUGE bed and watched Ratatouille.
The next morning we went to the Biodome...I think. I always get the biodome and the biosphere mixed up. They are basically the same thing except one is for kids and one is for adults. Anyway, Daddy got us some headphones to put on so that we could hear commentary on all the animals. I had a strong urge to go down the slide that was by the seals but Daddy wouldn't let me. He said I was too big. It's really because there were too many people around. Otherwise, he would have let me.
After that we went to the bug museum and the botanical gardens. There weren't any flowers to see except for a few hardy roses here and there but it was a nice little walk. The bug museum was cool but so creepy! They had live spiders and beetles in cages. There were also moths and butterflies that were as big as small birds tacked to the wall. But the best part, they had interactive displays. Those are always fun for the little one in me. I got to match the bugs with their homes. After that we went home.
At home I was playing on the bed when Daddy brought over some clothes to fold. I tried to help him but mine didn't look the same as his. Two year olds can't fold clothes very well you know. He showed me how to do it right and said I did a good job the second time around. Then I dressed up my teddy bear so that he looked just like me. Then Daddy read me a bedtime story and we said goodnight.
As I mentioned in my last blog, my daddy and I had a lot of fun this weekend. It was one of the best weekends that I've had with my Daddy as a baby. All last week I was worried that I wouldn't be happy with my Daddy in the long run because he wasn't "daddyish" enough. I sort of talked to him about it. I told him that I am really enjoying this. I showed him a video of some babygirl scenes that I liked and I told him about some blogs I read about Daddies who wanted 24/7 babygirls. I figured it would give him an idea of what I was dreaming of.
Then this weekend happened. It was wonderful. He really got into it too. He said that I make a really cute baby. He seems to almost like me better as a baby than as an adult. I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing. In a way, for what I want, it's a good thing. I could see him possibly enjoying this more and more as time goes on. It seems that I am the one holding the reins though. I'm the one controlling how far it goes. I'm not used to that. I'm used to being the submissive one.
I asked my daddy if he ever wanted to be a daddy and he said no. He was just a DL. He doesn't like changing diapers or giving baths. He doesn't really care about putting baby down to sleep in her crib or having her play while he works. That is the part that worries me. Those are some of the things that I want most as a baby. This weekend was a great start but how far will it go? Can I be satisfied with just that in the long run?
I asked my Daddy if we could do a day where he was responsible for diaper changes: when, where, and how often. We also talked about me being a baby for a day. He would feed and change me, let me play with my toys, give me a bath, read me a bedtime story, and then put me to sleep in my crib. He said that would be ok.
Now, I know a lot of people would say that I shouldn't complain because I have it better than most people. I have a Daddy who is willing to do some AB things for me. Why settle though if it's possible to make it better? Daddy seems to be getting more and more into this despite the fact that he never wanted to be a Daddy. Maybe it will continue to get better.
Daddy and I had a lot of fun this weekend! We woke up and Daddy started tickling me and talking to me like I was a real little girl...because I am you know! Then I showed him the pictures that I drew for him. They were of my rabbit and my teddy bear and even one of Daddy with his truck. I drew some more for him while he was in bed. One of my kitty cat and one of me playing with my toys. He liked them. He said that he was going to put them up at work. I wish he could really do that...or at least put them on the fridge. I guess I could put them up if I really wanted to.
After having breakfast, we went to a car show. As a little, I was bored but it was actually a lot of fun. Some of the cars were very impressive. While we were there, Daddy bought me some cotton candy, a lollipop, and fried dough. I put LOTS and LOTS of sugar on the fried dough. Daddy said it was too much. I didn't think so. It tasted delicious. I didn't make too much of a mess. I only got a little bit on my shirt and my hands and my pants and my shoes and my face....but it all came off. I forgot to put suntan lotion on so at the end of the day my face was burnt to a crisp.
Later that night we watched a movie and I put my head on his lap to relax. He fed me a bottle of warm milk which made me sleepy. After that, Daddy read me some bedtime stories. There was one about a moon and sun and another one that was scary about a fox. Then it was time for me to go to sleep but I was afraid. The windows were open wide in the bedroom and I though that a man was going to come in. Daddy said he would take care of me though. He gave me my sucie and I fell asleep with my blanket and my teddy bear.
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