March Photo Set #2: Trapped
Added 2023-03-10 16:01:47 +0000 UTCMav was at a loss. The crib might as well have been a jail cell. He was stuck with nowhere to go, doing hard time for refusing to lay still during a diaper change. After Daddy finally wrestled the boy into his fresh padding, it was straight to time-out.
"Good babies behave when they're on the changing table," Daddy had said sternly as he shut the crib gates, locking poor Mav away.
Well, to say that Mav was "locked away" may be a bit over-dramatic. There was no padlock or security latch on the crib. Any regular adult with half a brain would have been able to escape from the crib easily. Hell, a few months ago Mav would have been able to do so. But as the boy's journey back to toddlerhood had worn on longer and longer, Daddy had eventually realized that no lock was needed. They boy's brain had slipped into such a deep fog after living as a baby for so long that he genuinely didn't remember he could simply reach through the crib bars, turn the knob holding the gate in place, and waddle his way to freedom in an instant. Instead he just stood there, bored and unsure what to do with himself. It was a good thing Daddy at least let him have is big puppy for company.
