"Oh, sweetie. Do you need a change?" your mother asks, walking in. She picks you up, walks over to the changing table and lays you down. You start to wail and kick, and your mother gently touches you cheek as she starts to open your diaper. "Miley, I know. I have to change you, it's ok." your mother says. She begins singing while she changes you into a clean diaper. It felt better to be out of a dirty one, and suddenly all you can manage to think about is your mommy. "There's a happy girl." she says, picking you up. "Are you ready for breakfast?"
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