“I’m sure she needs to be changed. Let me grab her wipes and a pamper.”
“Aight.”
Noree walked away, leaving me alone on the couch with Oaklynn.
I adjusted her in my arms and looked down at her. She was still playing with my chain, rubbing her little fingers across the diamonds.
She looked up at me.
“I wish my mom was still here. She wanted me to have a baby so bad.”
I sighed and looked at her little face.
“And now you’re here and… she’s not.”
Oaklynn continued staring at me like she was really listening. I laughed and shook my head.
“My bad. You don’t know what I’m saying, huh?”
She shook her head and said, “No,” surprising me.
I laughed harder. “Oh, you don’t?”
She shook her head again, making me laugh even more.
“Aight, at least you honest.”
Noree returned carrying a pamper and a pack of wipes. She looked between Oaklynn and me before smiling.
“Have you ever changed a pamper before?” she asked.
“Yeah, when King was little, but shit, I’m rusty now.”
“I got you.” She reached for Oaklynn. “Come on. Let me change your bottom.”
I handed Oaklynn over, and Noree laid her flat on the carpet. I leaned forward with my elbows resting on my knees while she opened the clean pamper and placed it beside her.
“Okay, pay attention,” she said.
“I am.”
She proceeded to give me a full lesson on how to change Oaklynn. I watched where she placed everything, how she cleaned her, and how she kept Oaklynn distracted long enough to get the clean pamper beneath her.
Oaklynn kept moving her legs and trying to turn over.
Noree laughed. “That’s why you have to be quick.”
“I see.”
Once Noree finished changing her, she stood and picked up the dirty pamper.
“I’m going to throw this away and wash my hands.”
“Aight.”
She walked out of the living room again, and Oaklynn stood there watching her leave. I thought she was going to follow her mama, but instead, she turned around and walked back over to me.
She stopped in front of the couch and tapped both of her little hands against my knees.