Daisy's POV
On a sunny afternoon, my little boy was playing in the room, giggling and running around. I wanted to change his diaper, but he had other plans.
The baby saw his chance and made a break for it, running around the room with his little legs moving as fast as they could.
And I was chasing after him, trying to catch him, but he was too quick.
Finally, after a few minutes of running around, I managed to scoop him up in my arms.
I lifted him high, and he giggled, looking up at me with his big, round eyes.
"You are so stubborn," I said, smiling.
"You are just like your father!" I laughed, shaking my head.
After catching our little boy and lifting him, I gently laid him down on the bed to change his diaper.
I quickly got to work, removing the soiled diaper and cleaning him up.
As I fastened the new diaper, I felt a sense of satisfaction knowing he was fresh and clean again.