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Every little deserves their perfect padded day 🍼✨ Soft, thick, and oh-so-cozy — that's the Rearz promise 💕 What's your favourite thing to do when you're all padded up? Drop it in the comments 👇 Model - @Mommykatmarie

Claiming the title of the littlest girl in the world right now.

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I am in love with my window seat reading nook📚💛 I am a huge bookworm—escaping into worlds of magic, adventure, danger, and friendship means a lot to me 🥰

Winnie da Pooh! Willy nilly silly little baby🐻🍯

Sorry, I can’t marry you, I am in love with Pan. Peter Pan.

Ever since he brought her home, she’s had their hearts completely. Instantly acquiescing to her newfound position as baby of the family, they couldn’t help but find themselves doting upon and cooing at her constantly. They loved to dress her up in the poofiest, twirliest dresses and watch her spin and skip around showing off. They’d ask her to twirl for them again and again, clapping their hands with each precious pirouette and smiling encouragements to the blushing girl until she dizzied herself up and fell over on her adorably round, padded bottom. Because being their bubbly babygirl meant they kept her in not only the poofiest, silliest dresses, but also the poofiest, silliest diapers!

And right on cue with her tumble, their little sweetheart’s wails pierced the air. They swept in to comfort her- Dad scooping her up into his arms, Mom asking where it hurts so she can kiss the booboo, both of them shushing her and wiping her tears and assuring her she was okay. “Maybe tummy time is more your speed, sweetie.” Dad suggested lovingly through her sniffles before setting her down on her blankie on the floor. “We can try twirlies again another time, but for now let’s just get you settled down here all safe and sound.” They loved when she behaved so helplessly, and she loved when they showered her with so much attention.

So their delicate, little babygirl she would always be. Submitting to their every infantile desire for her because they praised and rewarded her so much for it. They gave her second helpings of dessert when she was an extra messy eater in her high chair, smearing her food all over face and getting it tangled in her hair. They ooo’ed and awww’ed over the nursery rhyme performances she put on for them and their friends. They took pictures for her baby book when she was lost in play with her toys.