"May, would you mind if I was a baby again? I've wanted to ask since we got here." Morgan asks.
"No problem, Mom. I think it's my turn to take care of you, since you've done that for me my whole life. I imagine that couldn't have been easy." May answers.
"May, you were a great kid. I've never had an issue with you. Never had to spank or discipline you. You just got it and did what you were told, never objected. I know I can trust you." Morgan says.
"Okay, Mom. Go on." May says. Morgan focuses on infancy and is soon only 2-years-old, wearing a yellow shirt and a diaper underneath. May then lifted her into her arms.
"Mommy makes such a cute baby." May says, tickling her now 2-year-old Mother's stomach. Morgan giggled.
"Don' dwop me." Morgan says.
"No worries, Mommy. I couldn't think of dropping a little cutie like you. Guess I know where my cuteness as a tyke came from. Now then, let's go see what there is to do around here." May says.