Length: 1,254 words
Contains: Diaper Messing
Ahhh…..peace and quiet, all thanks to the night, when bedrooms become the best retreats for days soon to cease. Today’s hustle and bustle is through, and now, all that’s left to do is bask in soothing silence, for despite what the skies connote, despite the uncertainty their darkness denotes, what’s certain is scarcely a sound, besides the breeze blowing beside that midnight blue backdrop, will be heard along the horizon.
waddle….waddle…waddle
waddle….waddle…waddle
So, with silence defined comes sleepy time sublime, exactly what Mommy’s got in mind for little skunks showing night don’t need the sun’s light for welcoming warmth with pink pajama tops and poofy pampers.
waddle….waddle…waddle
waddle….waddle…waddle
Just a few more steps to Emily’s room, and…..aaaaah…..there it is. There’s that soothing sanctuary of sleep, that perfect spot for respite, best known as her bed. Its movable mattress, bound to wash a body’s baggage away the second she’s on her back, lets tykes sleep tight all night no matter the times she twists and turns. Its blue blankets, beyond boasting cutesy colors, keep her warm, cozy, and cuddled in all conditions, all while pillows soon to soothe her head ensure Emily’s poofy pants aren’t the only pure white wonder softly seating her.
waddle….waddle…waddle
step…step…step
With a wide smile, the child then climbs onto the comfiest furniture ever created as her feet slightly sink into the mattress, like how she’ll soon sink into serene slumber. With Elizabeth set to do the honors of saying “sweet dreams”, it’s only a matter of time until Emily makes her way to that lovely dreamland.
“Hehehehe!”
Ha! In your dreams! Why use a mattress for such immensely boring matters when they can be a toddler’s trampoline? Why use sheets and blankets solely for going nighty-night when they can delight with thrilling heights?
“Hehehehe! Weeeeee!”
So…..BOING! BOING! BOING! goes the giggly girl! BOUNCE! BOUNCE! BOUNCE! goes the baby on her bed! “Bouncy! Bouncy! Bouncy!” says the skunk who won’t rest just yet while she enjoys what’s now a top tier toy!
BOING! BOING! BOING!
BOING! BOING! BOING!
“Oh, you silly goose!” Elizabeth says with a chuckle.
Still, the parent permissive of playfulness knows this ain’t the time to toy around, for even the high energy Emily needs no less than ten hours rest. Much as Mommy shouldn’t stifle skunks so silly, fun as it is watching kids gleefully boinging about, alas Elizabeth knows neither can she get shut eye until tots are tucked in.
“Alrighty, come on, sweetie. It’s time for bed.” Elizabeth adds with the faintest firmness.
“Hehehehe!”
BOING! BOING! BOING!
BOING! BOING! BOING!
Bah! Who cares? The night is even younger than this youngster! Why simply say good night when there’s time for play all day? Why simply sleep tight when kids can go “Bouncy! Bouncy! Bouncy!” all night?
“Hehehehe! Hehehehe!”
BOING! BOING! BOING!
BOING! BOING! BOING!
“Emily…..”
But, as rambunctious rascals still refuse to snooze, demeanors of mother and daughter soon differ like day and night. Though rampant rowdiness won’t get a rise out of the mother skunk at sunrise, antics at this hour are starting to make her mood sour as she grows doubly tired of a toddler’s trivialities. Though her girl’s giggling with glee amidst more jumping jamborees, the caregiver’s got little reason to jump for joy.
BOING! BOING! BOING!
BOING! BOING! BOING!
Fortunately, Mommy won’t have to heighten her tone due to deeds no longer condoned, for a different deed’s got all the firmness she needs, one neither furry fella can fully foresee.
BOING! BOING! BOING!
PFFFT! FRRRT! PFFFT!
Too busy bouncing up and down, up and down, up and down, Emily doesn’t follow familiar feelings coming around.
BOING! BOING-
BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP!!!
Too immersed in her mischievous movements, she’s unaware of other movements until they manifest more messily. Despite her many minutes going hippity hoppity so happily, sudden squats show she’s no bunny rabbit, but a skunk with tails so bushy and penchants for stinky tushies.
“Mmmmph!”
PBLOOORT!
Doing a dump instead of a jump, loads dropped then make shenanigans stop.
“Phew…”
And, though it’s the cutie patootie who pushed poopy into her pampers, it’s Elizabeth who sighs in relief, happy she doesn’t have to count to three now that number two has shenanigans counting sheep, so glad padding protrusions prevented potentially punishing conclusions.
“Mmmmmmmmph!”
And so, even amidst more of Emily’s endeavors purging pressures, even amidst scrunched faces alongside already sagging diapers, deeds often deemed vile elicit smiles from Elizabeth.
SLUUUUUUUUMP!
With her daughter’s diaper full as the moon, the mother skunk thanks her lucky stars that stinkies mean she doesn’t have to do further discipline, that a toddler’s tensions have resolved all tensions.
“Poo poo!” Emily says as she looks at her mom with the most innocent smile.
Perhaps the most pleased she’s ever felt to find that Emily pooped in her pants, her toddler’s words of turds are like the immaculate melodies of a lullaby, a lovely tune telling her she’s a diaper away from ending daily duties and earning a well deserved dozing off.
“That’s right, Emily! You went poo poo!” Elizabeth says as she sets up the supplies and scoops up the silly stinker. “Now let’s get your stinky butt on the bed!”
Ahhh…..after a bunch of boisterousness and loads more, peace and quiet is restored. Nature’s course has run, Emily’s had her fun, and the day’s disruptions are done. Her back laid on the place it’s belonged since the beginning, pleased by the plush of pillows, PJ’s, and pampers plus said central source of softness, the baby once bouncing off the walls is happy not to budge while Mommy deals with diapers thoroughly fudged.
rip….rip…rip
As Elizabeth slowly undoes the tapes, setting aside the diaper full of stuff that stinks, into that blessed bed Emily sinks, smiling as she’s reminded mattresses are softness supreme when they’re not trampolines.
wipe…wipe…wipe
wipe…wipe…wipe
wipe…wipe…wipe
As Mommy cleans up the kid’s queen-sized stinky, ensuring Emily’s bottom’s spotless and pristine, the little skunk enjoys sensations so serene as waves of weightlessness wash over her body because of beloved bedding, feelings all the more relaxing after tomfoolery so taxing.
poof…poof…poof
fold…fold…fold
Finally, finishing up the coziest of diaper changes is powder on posteriors padded with consummate care as the mother skunk snugly secures a clean diaper around Emily’s waist, and as though bottoms boasting the boons of blankets aren’t already a blessing, all the better are blankets themselves ensuring sleep so swell.
“Mmmmm……”
Now entirely tucked in, covered in comforts renowned, Emily’s the toastiest toddler in town, coveted conditions the kid’s content to have at the cost of casting jam-packed jumping joy aside, as confirmed by closed eyes.
“Sweet dreams, Emily.”
Elizabeth then kisses her cheek after saying the words she’s waited a while to speak, and with Emily put to rest, the same is done for her daughter’s diaper demonstrating what she does best.
step…step…step
Picking up pampers not just packed with poop, but embodying the abundantly boisterous Emily, their prompt placement in the pail is proof the parent has prevailed, and with that she leaves to hit the hay like the little skunk snoozing away.
End
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