Young

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Vanessa and her Momma are on some kind of train, Vanessa thinks. 

"How are you, Momma? I've missed you.", Vanessa gushes as she bounces on her seat. 

The train then becomes vertical and both Vanessa and her Momma are now in three point harnesses. 

Before Vanessa can figure out what's going on her stomach flips then flops and isn't sure, but think might explode. Her face feels jiggly, like it will vibrate off, as her body is pressed into this now extremely comfortable and cushy seat.

Out the window, Vanessa watches the world slip away, they exit orbit and there they are: outer space.

Vanessa looks at her Momma and notices she has on a harness, just like the one they had when she was little and her Momma was alive. 

Momma reaches for Vanessa. 

Vanessa is now 4 years old and she is going into the carrier, because they are going on a long walk for a picnic.

Vanessa's always been small. She looks more like a two year old, but she makes up for her appearance by being sassy. Some might say, she's too big for her britches.

"Wait. Baby V? If you gotta go potty, you better get your tushy in there posthaste, we got flora and fauna to go see." Vanessa giggles at her mother.

"Momma, we're in outer space. How can we go see the flora and fauna? You just being silly, old lady", Vanessa bubbles this out with a bit of slobber.

Vanessa really wants her binky. Her mouth waters thinking about it, but Momma already said, "Nope, that thing ain't dope, baby". She sighs at the thought, but not before her Momma starts tickling her rib cage.

Giggles erupt from the tiny girl and she squirms and shimmies in her mothers hands. In the process, she starts to wet.

"Momma, wait!", Vanessa squeaks.

More giggles and the stream has gotten stronger. Momma knows what has happened, but keeps going. Vanessa keeps giggling and wetting.

Just then her Daddy walks in and picks her up.

"Uh, oh, he's going to know.", she thinks shyly. 

He always knows.

"Is that my sassy girl being naughty?", her Daddy says as he picks her up and places her onto his hip.

Squishing her pull-on diaper against her. She sighs and blushes. Feeling the comforting warm squish.

"Oh, she has been an extremely naughty girl.", his blue eyes look into her gray ones.

"Have you tried to use the toilet at all today little girl?", her father asks.

Before she can answer her mother says, "That would be my fault. I should have made sure she had gone before I assaulted her with tickles."

"No, you will not give her an excuse. She's been purposely wetting the entire morning. You're just trying to get her out of admitting it, again, Pam.", her Daddy says with a bit of annoyance. 

Pam reaches for her baby girl, but Vanessa just snuggles into her Daddy closer. Squishing her loaded diaper into him feeling so safe and secure. Even if he is annoyed, he still pulls her closer and tucks her head into the crook of his neck.

Vanessa is in her special place now. So content. It is quiet for a long moment. Paul starts to sway with his little amazing girl, an almost carbon copy of her Momma, with just enough of him to make her perfection.