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Penny & Elliot have a busy summer ahead, planning a series of road trips that lead to the one place where every BabyGirl belongs.

But on the way, Penny’s kind-hearted love for animals may have roped in another set of paws to adopt.  And a strange dream leads her to a realization about her past.

Join Penny & Elliot this summer as they take to the highways in The Adventures of the Traveling BabyGirl.

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Catch up on the story of Penny & Elliot in:

The Adventures of Penny

From the book: The Adventures of The Traveling BabyGirl

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here is a little story about thinking you know what you know, you know?

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“I don’t know why this keeps happening Daddy,” Penny said as Elliot pulled the blanket back off her legs.

She had remained in the exact position her Daddy left her in at the beginning of her nap – on her belly.  Sitting along the edge of the bed, he unfolded the new diaper and stretched out the back of the waistband of the diaper, placing it on top of the back of the diaper she was wearing that needed changed.

“It happens, baby.  It’s okay.  Daddy’s here and Daddy will take care of it,” Elliot said softly, placing his left hand on her temporarily double-diapered bottom as he turned her over onto her back.

She felt the mess in her seat spread a little and this snapped her back into explanation mode.

“No, Daddy.  I know that you think you know what you know, but I’m the one who knows, you know?”  Penny asked, her eyes glazing over with littleness, partially from denial and partially from memories of a strange dream that was far fresher than she was just then.

“Right,” Elliot said with a grin, unfastening the tapes at her hips.

And though she was fidgety with need to explain, she stopped moving all together – a common reaction when he unfastened her diaper tapes, taking her out of that comfort snugness always around her waist.  She was determined to explain to him what happened, though – regardless of how insecure she felt from being changed.

“I dreamded I was on da beach,” Penny explained, slipping into a babble tone.  “And while I was sleeping da poop fairy came in through da window and put poop in my diaper.  And this isn’t the first time she’s done this.”

25 “Priceless Moments”

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The Adventures of Penny

From the book:

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Why So Excited? – Part One

Penny did her able best to keep her excitement under control, but as they stepped into the elevator, she knew she had about another 30 seconds of self-control left.  Elliot was aware of this and had his digital camera ready to capture the forthcoming images of her first gushing outburst.  She held his left hand in between both of her palms, squeezing for dear life as she nursed on her pacifier with such fervency that she might’ve ripped the rubber nipple in her mouth right off of the pacifier if she hadn’t been careful.  She looked down at her soft black loafers, closing her eyes tightly to tap her heels together before opening her eyes again to make sure they were still in that elevator.  Her legs, wrapped in the white leggings Elliot had dressed her in when they got up that morning were shaking, but not for fear of anything – Rather for excitement.  She rocked her hips back and forth, swishing the short black and red pleated skirt at her waist as she looked down at the cartoon character on her pink baby-t.  Closing her eyes again, she began to bounce up and down.  Oh, if this elevator would just move faster, she’d be able to sprint her waddling diapered bottom out and into the beginning of a dream that finally come true.  But she knew that before anything else could happen, she would need to be changed.  Her diaper was drenched and had swollen itself to capacity.  From the moment they entered this Dream Villa hotel, she had been wetting herself with an unremitting steady stream, helpless to stop the flow. 

She could hardly be blamed for her excitement.  But what was it that had her so thrilled and electrified she was beyond self-control?

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