You write "My Girlfriend, Callie, is here." You had known Callie since you were actually babies, so it shouldn't be any different now. Surely enough, the doorbell rings. You waddle over and look through the window as your mom comes to open the door.
You see Callie. Her curly red hair is in pigtails, and she is wearing a short flowered dress over her diaper. She is sitting in a stroller and sucking her thumb. Your mom opens the door, and says to Callie's mom, "Oh, Nancy! I almost forgot about the playdate today! Well, I was about to put Jakey here down for a nap, so maybe we can have some coffee while they sleep?" "Good idea, Susan!" says Nancy. "I was worried about Callie missing her nap, anyway. She gets so cranky!" The two women laugh.
A couple of minutes later, the two "Babies" are lying in your crib. You sit up, and say to Callie "So, how d'you wike bein' a big baby?" She looks at you, and says "Jakey, what you mean? I's always a baby!" You realize that Callie doesn't remember the way things were. You reach through the bars of the crib and grab the notebook and crayon. You open it, and quick write "Callie remembers how it was before I made the changes this morning." Suddenly, a light seemed to come on in Callie's blue eyes. She then said...