Baby Barbie
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I am the baby around here, as all the mommies can attest to, and I like it that way! I adore wearing diapers, being fed and cared for, but as hard as I try I have some trouble with being good (just ask Mommy Maggie, sometimes I think the only thing she can say is "What am I to do with you?")
I try hard to be good, but when I enter the baby zone I just can't seem to listen or resist coloring on the walls. And of course I must be punished, either by time outs or spankings over the knee of caring adults. I would love to talk to a daddy out there or maybe be able to play with another baby. In this lifestyle it is hard sometimes to find the right play partners..
I play on the phone with many of the mommies on the site (although I think I am 'officially' Mommy Maggies, she really is good to me) but I wanted to explore further. I can't wait to talk with you!
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December 15, 2011
I love this pic! With all the rushing and baking and shopping going on during this final leg before Christmas, I can sometimes feel like this tree – turned completely upside down, LOL! You all know what I’m talking about! And sometimes it’s hard to remember what this time of the year is about – family and friends and loved ones and sharing and enjoying the warmth and love of each other’s company. So don’t forget to take a moment and breathe and just give a silent smile when Uncle […]
December 8, 2011
Sometimes I watch over boys that think they can sneak things by me – silly boys. Case in point: I was watching over one particular boy who would go next door to play. The boy there had a baby sister that was still in diapers, and when ever my charge would come back, he would scurry quickly by me and head directly to his room. He thought he was being so sneaky, that I wouldn’t notice what he was smuggling in under his jacket, but I knew! (the undeniable smell […]