The Baby In The Mirror

[Little Stinky Britches]

"Who is that baby?" Lily said, as 9 month-old Marty pulled himself up and stood there in front of the mirror.

With his Mother's hand on his diapered bottom,
Marty drooled and jabbered at his own reflection.

"What a pretty baby! Who is that baby? Is that Marty?"

As his Mother softly patted his diapered bottom, Marty tooted for his Mother, and a familiar smell wafted up from his pants.

"Shoooo-wee! I smell something. Are you tooting?"

When Lily smelled Marty's toot, she smiled a motherly smile.
Every morning after breakfast, when his tummy is nice and full, Marty always toots for his Mother, just before he poops his pants.
"Shoooo-wee! Who is that baby? Is that Marty? Goodness.
Is hims tooting for Mommy? Shoooo! Somebody sure is tooting.
Yeah, Mommy smells those stinky toots. Shoooo-wee!
I think somebody's gonna do something in their pants. Yes I do.
Babies always toot when they're gonna fill their britches."

Lily playfully waved her hand under her nose as another toot wafted up from his pants. His Mother pretended to shoo away the smell as Marty stood in front of the mirror cooing and jabbering.

"Oh shoooo! I smell another toot! Goodness gracious!
Who is that baby? Is that Marty? Is Marty tooting for Mommy?
Shoooo-wee! I think that baby just tooted again. Yes he did."

After Marty tooted for his Mother, he got a funny look on his face and got very quiet. When Lily saw this, she smiled and giggled.

"Uh, oh, I think somebody's gonna poop their pants.
Goodness graicious. Hims is awful quiet. Yes hims is.
I think somebody's gonna do something in their pants.
Yeah, Mommy knows that look, doesn't she? Goodness.
I think somebody's getting ready to fill their britches.
Who is that baby? Is he gonna poop his pants for Mommy?"

As his Mother Lily watched him in the mirror, softly patting his diapered bottom, Marty's chubby face turned red as a beet, as he loudly grunted and Lily felt a soft rumble in his pants.

"Uh, oh, I just felt something. What was that? Was that a toot?
Goodness! I think somebody's doing something in their pants.
Who is that baby? Is that Marty? Goodness gracious!
That baby's got a bright red face, doesn't he? Yes he does!
Is that Marty? Is Marty doing something in his pants?"

As Marty watched himself in the mirror, grunting and tooting with a bright red face, his Mother Lily was smiling at him. The pungent aroma in his pants was wafting up to her nose, making her smile.
"Oh shooooo! I think I smell something. Goodness gracious!
It smells like somebody's awful busy pooping their pants.
Shoooo-wee Marty! Are you doing something in your britches?
My goodness gracious! I smell something. Shoooo-wee!
Who is that baby? Is he doing something in his pants?"

As Marty stood in front of the mirror and pooped his pants, Lily pulled back his diaper with her finger and peeked inside. When she saw the mess in his pants, Lily rolled her eyes and made a silly face, as she playfully waved her hand under her nose.

"Oh Shoooo-wee Marty! Oh my goodness gracious! Shoooo!
Somebody's awful busy doing something in their britches.
Who is that baby? Shooooo-wee! Is that baby filling his pants?
Is that Marty? Is Marty doing something in his britches?
Shoooo-wee! That baby's making stinky pants for his Mommy.
Who is that baby? Is that Marty? Is he busy filling his pants?"

With her hand on his diapered bottom, his Mother felt every grunt and toot that he made. When Marty's face turned red, Lily smiled and giggled as she felt his diaper expand and balloon out.

"Oh my goodness! Somebody's awful busy pooping their pants!
Yes they are! Who is that baby? Is that Marty? Oh my goodness!
Look at that baby! Oh that baby's got a red face! Yes hims does!
Is that Marty? Is Marty doing something in his pants? Goodness!
Somebody's awful busy filling their britches! Shooooo-wee!
Goodness gracious! I know what Marty's doing! Yes I do."

Lily then pointed to the baby in the mirror, as Marty pooped his pants with a bright red face, grunting and tooting for his Mother.

"Who is that baby? Is that Marty? Oh that baby's awful busy!
Look at that baby! He's busy grunting and tooting. Yes he is!
Goodness gracious! That baby's doing something in his pants.
Shoooo-wee Marty! Are you filling your britches? Goodness!
Look at that baby! He's pooping his pants for his Mommy."

As Marty grunted with a bright red face, Lily felt another rumble in his pants as soft gassy poop filled the seat of his diaper. With her hand on his bottom, Lily felt his pants fill up like a balloon.

"Uh, oh, I know what Marty's doing! Oh hims got a red face!
Goodness gracious! Somebody's awful busy filling their britches!
What was that? I just felt something in Marty's pants! Yes I did!
Hims is just a grunting, and a tooting, and filling hims britches!
Goodness gracious! Hims is pooping hims pants! Shoooo-wee!"

After Marty stopped grunting, Lily pulled back his baby pants and peeked inside his diaper to see if he was all through.

"Goodness! Is hims all through? Did Marty poop hims pants?
Shoooo-wee! Somebody filled their britches didn't they?"

Marty watched in the mirror, as Lily slowly pulled open the back his diaper and then raised her eyebrows in a playful suprise.

"Uh, oh, somebody really filled their britches this morning!
Shoooo-wee! Marty just pooped hims pants! Goodness!
Somebody filled their britches for Mommy. Shoooo-wee!"

When Lily saw the big mess in his pants, she smiled and playfully waved her hand under her wrinkled up nose, as she playfully teased Marty about stinking up the house.

"Shoooo-wee Marty! Goodness gracious! I smell something!
Yes I do! Somebody pooped their pants for Mommy. Shooooo!
Goodness! Hims just filled hims britches! Yes hims did!
Who is that baby? Did that baby stink up Mommy's house?
Shoooo-wee! Somebody sure did mess their britches. Goodness."

Lily then laid Marty down next to the mirror and changed his poopy diaper. Marty jabbered and cooed at his own reflection as Lily held him by the ankles and wiped his messy, poopy bottom.

"Shooooo-wee! Who is that baby? Goodness gracious!
Somebody sure did poop their pants. Shooooo-wee!
Goodness! Hims just messed hims britches! Yes hims did!
Is that baby Marty? Did Marty poop his pants? Shoooo!"

Lily was smiling at Marty the whole time she wiped his poopy bottom. The chubby infant was cooing to the baby in the mirror, as his Mother held him by the ankles and lovingly cooed to him.

"Goodness! Who is that baby? Who is that? Is that Marty?
Somebody's got a poopy bottom. Did Marty poop his pants?
Goodness! Somebody messed their britches? Shooo-wee!"

After Marty was all clean, Lily turned him over onto his tummy and started powdering his bottom. Lily loved his chubby bottom!
And Marty could see his Mother in the mirror: Lily was smiling a warm, motherly smile, as she lovingly powdered her big baby.

"Goodness! Somebody's getting their bottom powdered.
Who is that baby? Is that Marty? Oh hims got a chubby bottom!
Is Marty getting his bottom powdered? Goodness gracious!
Look at that baby! Hims is getting hims bottom powdered.
Yes hims is! That big baby messed his britches, didn't he?"

After Marty was powderd and diapered, he crawled back over to the mirror and looked at his own reflection, drooling and jabbering. The baby in the mirror had pooped his pants, and now the whole living room smelled like poop and baby powder.

"Who is that baby? Is that Marty? Did Marty poop his pants?
Shooo-wee! I smell something. Somebody filled their britches.
Yeah, Mommy just changed a poopy diaper, didn't she?
Goodness. Somebody messed their britches. Shoooo-wee!"

Marty didn't know that he was the baby in the mirror, all he knew was that his Mother loved him, and that she was smiling a warm, motherly smile, as she waved her hand under her nose.

THE END

[MommyGina]

Sounds good so far hun, can't wait to read the rest!

[ritzcritz]

loved it! please continue, it would be interesting to see how granny treats her toddler grandson.

[Mommy Josie]

Great job keep them coming...love to read more...have a great night...Josie

[DommyMommyAva]

AWW I just love reading your nostalgic stories you realy make everything come to life

[SweetMommyCandy]

I have to agree you have a real knack for catching an era and style of Mothering...I love it

[Mommy Star]

wow your such a good writer another adorable story!

[Nanny Rachel]

Wow little stinky...another great story to read...awesome job..Rachel.

[Little Stinky Britches]

THANK YOU TO ALL THE MOMMIES & BABIES WHO READ MY STORIES!!

I LOVE YOU ALL!

[wkoldnewbornbabyboy]

stinky would you ever do a story that included a newborn baby as well? other then that i love reading your stories

[Little Stinky Britches]

I have finally finished this story, and I have dedicated it to Lily (Granny Lily) who is a wonderful, sweet mommy.

I hope everyone likes it. I got the idea, from watching babies in mirrors, because babies love mirrors.

And I wondered.... what would it be like, to be a baby, watching your own reflection, and then messing your diapers in front of the mirror, while your pretty, loving, sweet mommy (who is also reflected in the mirror) keeps asking.... "Who is that Baby? What's that baby doing? Is that baby pooping his pants?"

So, that's why I wrote it, with Lily in mind, because she is soooooo good at cooing and "baby-Talking".

[Little Stinky Britches]

Yesterday, after I finshed this story, I called Lily and she played the role of my mommy in this story.

It was one of the best calls I have ever had on Phone A Mommy!

Lily (Granny Lily) is a wonderful Mommy!

I love her sweet, motherly voice, and she is so wonderful at "Baby-Talking", just like you have heard countless "real"mommies do with their babies.

And there's another thing I really love about Lily: She really understands why I love to mess my diapers in front of her.

She understands my need for a mommy to sweetly coo and baby-talk, and playfully tease me about what I'm "busy" doing in my pants.

I LOVE MOMMY (Granny) LILY!!!!!!!

[MommyGina]

Awww, that's great Little Stinky Britches! I'm so glad you and Lily had such a wonderful time! Lily sure is a great granny!


Gina

[Little Stinky Britches]

This morning I didn't have enough time to write another story (or finish one of the many that are still not finished) so I want to do this one with a mommy this morning (hopefully Lily again) so here it is again.

[Little Stinky Britches]

Yes, Lily was home and taking calls this morning.

Just when you think Lily's style and voice can't get any better, it does, because Lily gets better and better with the passing of time.

She is a remarkable, wonderful mommy, who gets better and better with age: like a fine wine.

Another great call with a sweet, baby-talking mommy.

[Little Stinky Britches]

I wanted to do another call with Lily this morning, so I "bumped it" up on the list. This is the 3 or 4th time Lily has read me this story, because it's one of my favorites.