Little minds don’t always know that they’re little. It’s a discovery which is made along the way. And after that discovery is made, the simple things in life are no longer sought for want. They become sought for need.
As she gets home from work, she sighs – glad that the day is over and renewed with a second wind when she sees her Daddy, standing there and waiting for her. Up to the bedroom they go and for all the time she put into getting ready for her day as a Big Girl, she happily watches all her Big Girl clothing being taken off her. And she begins to feel little. Little is naked sometimes, but little doesn’t mind. It’s seems right to be naked.
Her pacifier is warmly received between her lips and immediately begins to soothe her weary state of mind. Littleness has definitely begun to return.
She sits on his knee and he brushes her hair smooth, drawing it into two pigtails. Her favorite nightie is slid over her arms and frame. It feels so soft and makes her begin to want more softness and more gentleness to surround her.
Softness is in the clothing and the pace of the rest of her day. Gentleness is in her Daddy’s touch, of his word, of his sentiment and of his meaning.
He places her on the mattress. Her legs and bottom are lifted into the air and she hears a crinkling diaper being slid underneath her and that sweet scent of powder in the air. It’s ultimate helplessness that enters her mind for the first time that day.
Her legs and bottom are lowered and she parts her thighs as he powders her front and fastens her diaper into place. It’s ultimate vulnerability that enters her senses for the first time that day.
Up into her Daddy’s arms she is lifted. It’s where a BabyGirl truly belongs. She wraps her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck and she rests her head on his shoulder as he hums a simple tune.
Bottle time and cuddling are to follow, but for now being patted on the diaper bottom takes precedence. The small details mean the world … because at last, she’s little again.
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