I am awfully upset. Daddy forced me to pee in my diapers last night. I woke up fifteen minutes ago but I haven't made a sound since. I am just lying down, eyes closed. I don't want to look at daddy. I don't want him to hold me. I just want to be alone. I am glad for the stuffy near me. I snuggle onto my baby elephant. Should I give him a name? I try to come up with a name but can't seem to find the perfect one. Ellie? Pants? Ew. No. Fatty? No, that'd possibly hurt his feelings. I am just so sad that I cannot come up with a good name also!
Daddy opens the door and I quickly close my eyes and sink under the covers.
"Ana, baby, if you want daddy to believe that you are really asleep, don't squeeze your eyes that hard and not definitely don't pout." Daddy chuckles and picks me up in his arms
