Wuggle
Est. Contributor
- Messages
- 269
- Role
- Adult Baby
- Diaper Lover
- Little
- Incontinent
Sooo.... I kinda, sorta, maybe a little bit was a teensy weensy bit of a bad baby tonight. Except for not on purpose! Mostly....
It wasn't my fault! I was minding my own beeswax, looking through the baby aisle for wipes an' powder to protect my behind with, when all of a sudden I turned around and there was a BAZILLION bottles ALL OVER THE WALL! And so I just decided to maybe take one tiny peek and that was all. Except for then, I spotted something SUPER MAGICAL! And it was called the TOMMEE TIPPEE Y-CUT NIPPLE BOTTLE! And it was just SITTING there! All by itself... plus also all of its bazillion-ish friends. I just took one eensy little look, an' I saw that the 6m+ nipple was even more bigger than my Nuk bottle. And so I thought just inside my head, "you've been a good baby, you went to speech therapy and ate yucky blucky peppers and only complained a little bit of a lot-ish." And so somehow like magic, that sneaky bottle jumped in my basket and sitted itself down next to my wipes. And it said it was staying right there. So I had to take it with me!
Except for then an even WORSER thing happened! I walked down the rest of the aisle to get away from those sneaky bottles, when I heard a teeny tiny little voice calling me. I looked up and saw the SOFTEST, MOST ADORABLIST blue foxy blankie looking at me super very sad. I walked up to the foxy and said, "What's wrong?" and the foxy cried and said, "I'm lonely, I don't have anyone to snuggle and cuddle me in a warm bed at night." And then I was thinking to myself, "You do not need another blankie young lady, you gots five bajillion at home already!" But the little foxy kept on crying, so I had to tell him, "It's okay, you can come home and cuddle and snuggle with me," and so somehow by magic, that sneaky little foxy jumped in my basket and sitted himself down right next to that sneaky bottle!
And so that's how I kinda sorta was a teensy bit baddish, except for it wasn't even my fault! Here, I'll even show you a picture of the foxy, so you can see how impossible it was to say no to his fuzzy face!
See? He's so soft and fluffy that even puppy Angus wants to sleep with him!
It wasn't my fault! I was minding my own beeswax, looking through the baby aisle for wipes an' powder to protect my behind with, when all of a sudden I turned around and there was a BAZILLION bottles ALL OVER THE WALL! And so I just decided to maybe take one tiny peek and that was all. Except for then, I spotted something SUPER MAGICAL! And it was called the TOMMEE TIPPEE Y-CUT NIPPLE BOTTLE! And it was just SITTING there! All by itself... plus also all of its bazillion-ish friends. I just took one eensy little look, an' I saw that the 6m+ nipple was even more bigger than my Nuk bottle. And so I thought just inside my head, "you've been a good baby, you went to speech therapy and ate yucky blucky peppers and only complained a little bit of a lot-ish." And so somehow like magic, that sneaky bottle jumped in my basket and sitted itself down next to my wipes. And it said it was staying right there. So I had to take it with me!
Except for then an even WORSER thing happened! I walked down the rest of the aisle to get away from those sneaky bottles, when I heard a teeny tiny little voice calling me. I looked up and saw the SOFTEST, MOST ADORABLIST blue foxy blankie looking at me super very sad. I walked up to the foxy and said, "What's wrong?" and the foxy cried and said, "I'm lonely, I don't have anyone to snuggle and cuddle me in a warm bed at night." And then I was thinking to myself, "You do not need another blankie young lady, you gots five bajillion at home already!" But the little foxy kept on crying, so I had to tell him, "It's okay, you can come home and cuddle and snuggle with me," and so somehow by magic, that sneaky little foxy jumped in my basket and sitted himself down right next to that sneaky bottle!
And so that's how I kinda sorta was a teensy bit baddish, except for it wasn't even my fault! Here, I'll even show you a picture of the foxy, so you can see how impossible it was to say no to his fuzzy face!
See? He's so soft and fluffy that even puppy Angus wants to sleep with him!
