My Perfect Day

Chapter 3
My Perfect Day part 3

Chapter Description: Going to the zoo ends my birthday. What an awesome day!

Okay so heres probably the last part. I say probably because I do have more ideas (and three more wish buns to use up *giggles*) So I could concievably write more stuff, it depends if anyone wants to read any more of my trash. Anyway here we go...

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I woke up and rubbed my eyes groggily for the third time in the day. I was staring at the back of the passanger seat and it took me a moment to remember where I was and the situation I was in. I grinned broadly, when it all hit me. It STILL wasnt a dream. This WAS really happening. I WAS really a baby, I WAS really secured snuggly into a car seat and me and daddy WERE really going on an adventure. I couldnt have been asleep that long as you were still driving, unless of course whereever we were going was really far away, but I doubted it.

"So where are we going?"

In my slightly groggy state I had momentarily forgotten that my speech was alot less developed than I was used to and it came out as pretty untelligible nonsense. the noise was loud enough for you to hear though and you shot a quick glance over your shoulder at me before returning your attention to the road ahead.

" Ah Wakey wakey poppet, you certainly have been a sleepy little girl today. We’re almost there. Are you excited?"

I nodded then realising you couldnt see I shouted out a loud "YEH!" I tried to look out of the window of the car, but the angle of the carseat made it next to impossible, so I held onto flump and played with the carseat caterpiller some more. Soon you drove the car into a carpark and pulled up.

"Here we go, all here." You got out and went round the back of the car, opening the boot. I couldn’t see what you were doing, the straps on the carseat keeping me firmly locked in place so I couldn’t even turn around enough to look behind me. "Dadee?"

I heard you pulling something out of the boot and with a few clicks and noises you pulled open the car door and unstrapped me from the seat, picking me up easily, I saw that you had put together a baby buggy, it must have been in the boot of the car. There was nothing fancy about it. A simple four wheeled dark pink coloured buggy with a tray underneath for carrying the changing bag and one of those protective covers incase it rained. You popped me into the buggy and fastened me into it. Handing me flump. You noticed I didnt have my binkie anymore and searched around the backseat for it, finding it in my carseat, (it must have fallen out of my mouth while I had been sleeping) You stuck it quickly into your own mouth to give it a quick wash then popped it into my mouth.

"There. All ready."

I look around at where we are at and look up at the words on the sign. I can’t read them and I panic. Why can’t I read them? I don’t seem to beable to remember what the squiggles mean. I know theyre words, and the adult part of me tries to figure them out, but I just don’t comprehend what I am seeing. Its like the knowledge isnt there. I whimper a little, and you look down at me confused speaking softly at me with concern in your voice.

"what is it poppet?"

I point up at the sign as you trundle me along the path.

"Dadeee..wah..sae"

You look up at the sign. Then down tenderly at me "huh? whats that poppet? What does it say? It says Zoo. Thats where all the animals live."

I look up at the sign, zoo is a really easy word and I should beable to read it but I cant. Then something dawns on me. This whole adventure will only last the day, what does it matter that I cant remember how to read, tomorrow things will be back to normal. I should enjoy the fact that I dont have that knowledge for a day. I really am the child that I wanted to be.

"YAY YAY ZOOOO!"

I squeak with glee. You know that sammy loves anything animal related (particularly of the bug or fluffy kind) "AMINULS, daddee dadee I wanna see bats. I wanna go see lotsa fish" I bounce up and down in my seat as much as the buggy straps will let me and you chuckle. "Calm down little one or you’ll tire youself out" You push me up to the entrance gate and after paying we both go through. You’ve been given a free map and unfold it trying to determine the best route. I can see enclosures up ahead. "Daddeee tha’ way" I point vigourosly. "hang on a sec poppet, we’ll get to see everything dont worry" You look at the map for a few moments longer to the tune of me singing out in a loud voice "NOW NOW NOW NOW" Whilst giggling. Pushing the buggy slightly up hill now, we go to the first enclosure, but couldnt see the red panda that you told me was apparantly in there. The next enclosure was the gorillas and there were three of them. I knew that I should know what they were and I thought about it hard. "Munkeys?" I pointed at them, my voice full of hestation and question because I wasnt sure I was right. "Close poppet, they’re gorillas they go Ooo-oo-oo" I giggle as you make noises at me. "Gilla" You nod chuckling at my babyish pronounciations "Close enough for now poppet" You bend over the buggy and ruffle my bobble hat.

The day progresses, we see many animals you tell me what theyre called and in some cases make the noises for my benefit. I learn lots of new things from you as you teach me bits off of the information boards. you could be completely lying to me for all I knew. I just listened to you as if your word was gospel.

An hour and a half later and we’d gotten around the majority of the zoo, including the avary, petting zoo and aquarium. My tummy growled and I looked down at it, digging my finger almost viciously into myself. "Hungee" You nod understanding the tone in my voice. "I know poppet, me too." Its a little bit of a walk (well for you at least) to the cafe and once there you notice the no buggy sign. Taking me out and folding up the buggy easily you walk into the cafe, with the changing bag slung over your shoulder, grab a sandwich and a can of Vimto, pay at the checkout and find a table. Putting all your stuff down you then wander over to the line up of high chairs and pull one over to the table with your free hand and plop me into it, strapping me in, you finally sit down, sighing as you do so. For me its been easy, you’ve been chauffering me around all over the place, up and down hills round and round penguin enclosures, but for you it must have been pretty tuff. I watch you for a moment as you rummage around in the changing bag and produce a tippy cup full of juice. You put it on the table and unsteadily I clutch it with one hand. "Use both hands poppet so you dont drop it" Grinning I grasp the second handle with my other hand and lift it sucessfully into my mouth first time. As im guzzling the juice you open your sandwich and start to eat. You look tired and I grin at you through the nozzle of the cup and promptly spill a mouthful down my face and front, you just shake your head in that resigned sort of way muttering "mucky pup" through a smile. My juice drank, you fish out a pot of some orange looking babyfood and unpop the lid, I can smell pureed mango, my stomach reacts to the smell and growls loudly, taking a spoon you begin to feed me, whilst still eating the occasional mouthful of your own food. "I kan do it" I say through a particularly sloppy spoonful. I try and get the spoon but you move it out of my way. "No little one not here, you’ll just get in a mess" I shake my head as you try and put another spoonful in and accidentally smudge it right across my face. "I wont, I Kan do it" You stuff another mouthful in and I swallow. Its almost all gone now. Suddenly theres a strange feeling in my tummy and before I can say or do anything im filling my nappy. I sit there frozen in the highchair. Ive always used nappies for their intended purpose but have never actually used them in an uncontrollable sort of way, the whole experience leaves me a little shocked. You notice the strange look on my face and you pause with the last spoonful. I can feel the mess squidging around and I shuffle slightly. There was always a rule between us that wetting was alright outside the house but the other end of it was always confined to inside the house which suited me fine, but I didnt mean to do it just now, It was a helpless reaction. You pop the last spoon in my mouth and suddenly catch a nosefull of my latest achievment. You sit back in your seat, you’ve still got half a sandwich to eat and your own juice to drink which you havent even started on. "Daddy will just finish his lunch and then we’ll get that stinky bum of yours cleaned up" You top up my tippy cup with more juice and so I sit there, stuck in the highchair waiting for you to save me. I drink the extra juice realising that you’ll change me when you’re good and ready. Once your finished you pull out some babywipes and pull me out of the high chair, quickly you wipe off my hands and face before I even have a chance to protest. Then putting the changing bag over one shoulder you carry me to the baby changing facility and go in. You change me really efficently, able to hold both my squiggling feet with one hand, it takes a few minutes to clean me up and get a fresh nappy and my clothes back on. Then its back on the road. You go outside and go to strap me back in the buggy. "NOOOOO! I wark" I cry. The buggy is fun but I want to walk for a little while. Putting the changing bag and flump in the buggy you let me toddle beside the buggy

"Hold onto the side so you dont fall down" I hold on like im told and slowly we make progress over to the giftshop. Getting closer I let go of the side and begin to toddle run towards the entrance. "SAMMY!" You raise your voice but I continue to run. I’m sure I can beat you there if I try hard enough. "SAMMY COME BACK HERE NOW!" I hear wheels behind me as you push the buggy fast to catch up, suddenly one of my hands gets grabbed, and you wheel me around. You look me directly in the eyes and say sternly

"No sammy, you mustn’t run off, you could get hurt or someone might try and take you away from daddy." And with that you turn me around and give me a light spank on my padded butt. I look up at you and then burst into tears. Seeing me upset you lift me up and hug me close to your chest. "Aww poppet, you know daddy loves you, Daddy doesnt want to see my baby get hurt or taken away, he would be really really sad if that happened" I look at you with my big baby blue eyes. "yoo..*sniff*...Yooo stil luv me rite?? I didnt mean ta be bad. I soree" You chuckle a bit as you say "Awww poppet of course daddy loves you" And you hug me tighter, "I love you THIS much" And with that you begin kissing me all over making large over the top MWAH MWAH noises.. After a tirade of kisses I start to struggle. "Ewww..Ick ick.." I giggle. "Dadeeee Noooo" You stop kissing me and I grin at you then kiss you on the end of your nose. "Aww poppet thankyoo that was lovely." You raise me higher in the air and plop me gently onto the back of your shoulders. I giggle "Hold on tight" you say and I hold onto your hair together we go the rest of the way to the gift shop. You leave the buggy outside again and go inside lifting me off your shoulders you hold onto my hand tightly as we wander around the shop. Theres lots of pretty things and you show me lots of stuffed animals and bedtime story books. Together we decide on a good stroy book about a shiny fish as my birthday present and leave the shop after paying.

By the time we get back to the house its getting late indeed, 6pm, well for a two year old its been a very long day. If I’d been adult me I probably would have been up another four or five hours but already I can feel myself floating off to sleep. You unhook me from the carseat and carry me indoors. "Sleepy girly" you say and I struggle in your arms. "Nooo. Im not sleepy" I whine, a sure sign that yes I am sleepy and cranky too. "Bath and bed for you I think" I shake my head "Noooo" You smile and nod mimiking my whiny tone "Yeeessssss" You carry me through into the kitchen where you put on the kettle make yourself a coffee. You then put the plug in the sink and fill up the sink with lukewarm water. Undressing me you put me in the water gently making sure its the right temperature. I sit there in the sink, suddenly a little more awake than I was, I like the idea of getting bathed in the sin, and smack the water with both hands giggling as it covers you the windowsill and the floor. Undeterred by the sudden downpour you use some johnsons baby shampoo and lather it into my hair, singing rubadubdub three men in a tub as you do so. I sing along too although I get a little confused with the tune and it ends up being more baa baa black sheep. You rinse the shampoo out of my hair and then let me play in the sink for a while with the sponge shaped like a dinosaur. After a while you pull me out of the water much to my protestation and wrap me up in a really fuzzy white towel, it has a small hood with lamb ears on and you swaddle me in the whole thing so I can barely move my arms and legs and carry me through to the living room where its nice and warm cause the central heating has come on. You sit me on your lap as you dry my hair and then lay me down on the floor and cover me in talc. You then put me in a fresh nappy and a light blue footed sleeper. Plucking me up off the floor you head back into the kitchen and make up a bottle or warm milk for me. By this point my sleepyness has come back and I keep rubbing my eyes tiredly. You notice this but dont say anything. With the bottle made and temperature checked you head back into the living room and get the storybook that we got earlier at the zoo. you lower me into a cradled position and pop the bottle into my mouth. "Do you want a story poppet?" I’m sucking on the bottle my eyes closed, i’m almost asleep already. The bottle sucking is more of an automatic reaction. I feel safe, i’m floating on a warm fuzzy sea. I gurgle something unintelligible and you flip open the book and begin to read. You read the whole story, by this point I stopped drinking the bottle a long time ago, I never even got through half of it before I fell asleep. You sit there gazing at me, stroking my hair for a while. Then as gently as possible you get up and carry me up the stairs and into the bedroom where the white cot with the jungle mobile waits. Popping me down gently you tuck me in. You whisper to me, and somewhere in my warm safe dreams I hear you "Night Night poppet, I hope you had a lovely birthday, no matter how other people see you, no matter what your size. you’ll always be my little baby girl."

And with that you turn on the night light, blow me a kiss and let me drift into dreams of me and you together