Morgan the Babysitter, Part 3
by BabyTony

Christy rolled her charges out to the main part of the store and continued to browse. Soon, they came to the 
toy section of the store. Morgan looked at the shelves in awe. "All these toys!" he marveled as they went up 
and down the aisles.  "I wonder what I am going to get for Christmas!"

Morgan found himself being rolled towards a large play area. set up in the center of the store. Christy 
stopped the stroller and walked over to the attendant. After a whispered conversation, punctuated by 
several glances by the attendant in the direction of the stroller, Christy returned and knelt in front of 
Morgan and Michael. "The nice lady here is going to watch the two of you for a few minutes while I buy 
some things here in the store. You two place nicely with the other kids; And behave the attendant!" With 
that, she unbuckled both boys and placed them next to a pile of blocks. Giving each a kiss on the cheek, 
she left them to play.

Morgan crawled next to Michael and began to help him build a tall block building. Time passed quickly for 
Morgan as he stacked the blocks and watched Michael knock them down. He even forgot that he was 
wearing only a onesie over his diaper. All he cared about was having fun. The attendant would walk by 
occasionally and help place a block or to tousle Morgan's hair. Morgan smiled to himself; No one was 
laughing at him. Instead, they treated him like any other two year old.

So intent on building the tallest block tower yet, Morgan did not realize that his diaper was getting wetter. 
The attendant did notice however that his onesie was sagging a bit from the weight of the wet diaper. 
Morgan was surprised, and a bit nervous, when she suddenly picked him up and carried him to a changing 
table. 

Placing a strap across his tummy, she smiled at Morgan and slipped his paci into his mouth. "Just relax 
little one, and we will get you a nice dry diaper." She cooed at him. She reached down and unsnapped the 
shirt and pulled it back, exposing his wet diaper. Reaching into the diaper bag hanging on the back of the 
stroller, she pulled out a new diaper. She efficiently swapped out the old wet one for the dry new one, 
gently covering him in baby powder first. After taping the diaper in place, she snapped the onesie between 
his legs and returned him to the block pile and Michael.

Instead of playing with the blocks, Morgan laid back, clutching a teddy bear to his chest. The shock of 
what just happened overwhelmed him. "What happened? I couldn't move. I couldn't speak. And I let 
someone other than Mommy or Daddy change me!?!!" he thought to himself. He watched as the attendant 
checked Michael's diaper and picked him up to change him. Watching Michael's diaper being changed, he 
realized something. "She treated me just like Michael. Just like I am a baby. Michael doesn't care who 
changes his diaper. Why should I?" With that revelation, Morgan relaxed and returned to playing with his 
blocks. 

Finally, Christy finished her shopping and came to retrieve her babies. "Were they good for you?" she 
asked the attendant. 

"They were very good, especially your oldest. He was a very good baby for me. He didn't even fuss when I 
changed his diaper." she responded. 

Thanking her, Christy picked up Michael and strapped him into the stroller and repeated the process with 
Morgan. She hung her purchase on the back of the stroller and pushed the stroller containing Morgan and 
Michael towards the mall exit. Morgan breathed a sigh of relief. "Finally, we're going home," he thought. 

After buckling her two babies into their car seats and loading the packages, Christy climbed into the 
driver's seat and pulled out onto the street. Morgan nursed quietly his thumb as he watched though the 
window as the world passed by. Absently, his hand rubbed the front of his wet, onesie-covered diaper. 
Slowly, his eyes began to droop, and he was soon fast asleep. Christy glanced in the mirror and smiled at 
her two beautiful baby boys.

Soon, they arrived at their next destination. Pulling the car into the space, she quickly moved to the back. 
She gently shook the two sleeping angels to wake them and helped them out of their car seats. Morgan 
looked around, puzzled. "Where are we?" he wondered. 

They were at non-descript strip mall. Morgan knew most of the ones close to home, but this was a new one 
to him. His uncertainty has quickly bushed aside as Christy knelt down next to him.

"We need to do a few things here before we go to lunch, hon. Use your paci and be a good baby for 
Mommy while we are here." she said as she nudged Morgan's paci into his mouth. Slipping her finger 
under the leg of his onesie and diaper she felt the wetness there. "Well, it looks like my little ones need 
their dydees changed again! We'll take care of that in a bit." 

Placing Michael on her hip and taking Morgan by the hand, she led them into a store.

(to be continued.....)