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Woke up sleepy. Auntie Vi pull down bedclothes, say “Uh-oh. Billykins very wet this morning. So wet, nappy has leaked. Oh dear. Lucky I put rubber sheets on bed. Now, dear, let Sara Bear go for a moment and I’ll change you.” She lift me out. “Oh, so heavy. I think we need put Billykins on a diet!”
Put me on mat, off with wet one, wipes, cream – I like cream from Auntie Vi. She say “whoops, what this? Stay down, please!” Then powder and new nice dry nappy, new plastic pants, vest, socks and shoes. Auntie Vi say “there, sorted!” but then I need to poo. I big boy now. Do poos in toilet. (“Thank goodness for that,” she say.). So off with pants, off with nappy, go to toilet, more wipes, and Auntie puts them on again. Then breakfast in my high chair with warm milk in my bottle, yum. Auntie Vi has shopping to do, yippee!, so put on my coat and sunhat and into my buggy to wait for her to be ready. Auntie give me new pacifier, blue one, taste of fruit. Soon we out along road, nice trees, lots people, everyone look at me and smile. Auntie meets her friend. Friend say, “Ooh, Billykins back! Hello, Billykins! How my big boy? Very cute, Vi, love those big pink plastic pants. Big boy at college yet? Next year? Clever boy!” Friend tickle me until I want to wee. Stop it please! Just in time. “He love his dummy, don’t he,” Friend say. “Bring him round soon. Such fun! Remember last year?” Auntie smile. “He was naughty, weren’t you Billykins? Had to spank you in front of all those ladies.” Billykins remembers. Billykins frowns. “Oh, come on,” says Friend, “don’t be grumpy. Auntie Vi spanked you very softly, just so we could see your cute little botty!” Laugh laugh. Huh. Make fun of Billykins. No like.
“I think we go to maul,” says Auntie Vi. Maul is nice. Lots of shops. Other babies, but none big as me. Inside maul, all the shops are pretty, sparkly. Sometimes I want jump out of my buggy, but Auntie say no, must wait. Lots of people. Everyone stare at me, children point. I like. They think Billykins special. We go to shop full of clothes for ladies. Auntie likes clothes. Doesn’t talk to me for ages. Just looking, looking, picking. Then say, “Billykins, I need to go change.” What? Auntie wet her nappy? “I need to try these on. I leave you with assistant girl.” Billykins not mind. Assistant girl pretty, and make big fuss of me. “You’re a big one,” she says, “can you walk yet?” Billykins too shy to speak, but nod nod. She plays game with my pacifier, pulling out and popping back, till I giggle and can’t stop. Then she tickle up my legs right up to my panties. Billykins wriggle and bounce. Nice feelings. Then she let me bite her finger and say “ooh, you’ve got all your teeth, darling! So have I!” And bite my nose, but not to hurt. Assistant girl has nice smell and red lips. I look at her and cheeks get hot. “Why so serious?” she say. “What big brown eyes. You’re so cute. Look, your mummy’s coming back. Come see me again, please.”
Auntie is back. “I’m his aunt, actually,” she say. “I’m looking after him for the summer.” “Assistant girl say, “he must be handful!” and both laugh laugh. Auntie buys her clothes, and we go. Assistant girl waves all the way out. We go on. I see toy shop. I make wanting sound, like a train whistle. Auntie know what that mean. We go in. There are all sorts of toys. Auntie let me get out and play with ball. Then I see bears, and suddenly I remember I have left Sara Bear at home. Cry cry. So Auntie asks if I can go in ball play area with other kids and lady says yes if I can fit through door. But I can. It is fun, and no more cry cry. Girl ask me how old I am, and I don’t know. Babies don’t know how old they are. She say, “you are big baby boy, what is name?” I tell her “Billykins” and she laugh. She go onto slide but I too big. But as she slide, she scream “Billykins! Billykins! Till her mummy come and tell her off for being noisy. Then time to go. Wave goodbyebye. Billykins put in pacifier. Sleep. Then we home. Auntie Vi lift out Billykins, put on mat. New nappy, on with soft onesie with bears and honey. Where Sara? Here, baby. I cuddle. Auntie Vi sit down, put Billykins on lap, give Billykins warm milk from bottle. He bites, milk comes fast, Auntie say, “No, silly. Drink slow! You will be sick!” I drink more slow. Auntie cuddles Billykins. Billykins cuddles Sara. Comfy. Do another big wee. Auntie say, “you little rascal! Do you like being changed?” Thinks, yes, please.