granny minnie
granny minnie
hi there all those sweet babies of mine. we have had so much fun getting those stinky diapers off and getting nice fresh ones when you call me. and having those fresh baked cookies
Granny Minnie is baking fresh homemade cookies. Are there any little ones that would like some. If so call me at 1-888-430-2010 and let's see if you really desearve a cookie
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TheSitterStacie
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Dude? Can we have some cookies too? I mean how many did you make? what type? can you ship them to me? darn it, I have to go and wipe my mouth, I'm drooling like mad.
Stacie
Stacie
“And the National Rifle Association says that, "Guns don't kill people, people do,” but I think the gun helps, you know? I think it helps. I just think just standing there going, "Bang!" That's not going to kill too many people, is it?"
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granny joan
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Granny Minnie
Yummy. Thanks for the chocolate cookies granny minnie .I could taste the love you had backed in them 
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Little Stinky Britches
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13 month-old baby Marty is playing in the living room when he starts to get a whiff of fresh baked cookies.
Using all his might, he pulls himself up, and starts to toddle toward the kitchen, where that wonderful sweet smell is.
One step.... two steps..... the fresh baked cookie smell is drawing him in, pulling him along.... another step...... Opps! Marty falls down on his soft diapered bottom.
Marty gets up, takes another step..... and another..... almost there..... the smell of Granny Minnie's cookies is overpowering. The fresh baked cookies smell like love and comfort, much like the feeling Marty gets from wearing his cloth diapers and rubber pants.
Marty is almost to the kitchen, when he stops for a moment because he has a tummy ache.
After a few red-faced grunts, that awful tummy ache is all gone, and Marty has a warm, comforting feeling in his pants.
A few more steps..... and there she is: Granny Minnie and those wonderful cookies!
She gives him the biggest cookie Marty has ever seen, it's so good, with lot's of sprinkles and oh so sweet, just like Granny Minnie herself.
As Marty eats his cookie, a cookie made with lot's of love, Granny Minnie gets a whiff of something stinky in his pants. At first she thinks it's just gas, because little Marty's been tooting all morning at her house. But when Granny Minnie pulls back his diaper and rubber baby pants, she sees that Marty has pooped his britches full, and she goes to get his diaper bag, so she can change his messy diaper.
Meanwhile, Marty enjoys his cookie, and savors the joys of being a baby: eating a wonderful cookie, while wearing a poopy diaper at Granny Minnie's house.
Using all his might, he pulls himself up, and starts to toddle toward the kitchen, where that wonderful sweet smell is.
One step.... two steps..... the fresh baked cookie smell is drawing him in, pulling him along.... another step...... Opps! Marty falls down on his soft diapered bottom.
Marty gets up, takes another step..... and another..... almost there..... the smell of Granny Minnie's cookies is overpowering. The fresh baked cookies smell like love and comfort, much like the feeling Marty gets from wearing his cloth diapers and rubber pants.
Marty is almost to the kitchen, when he stops for a moment because he has a tummy ache.
After a few red-faced grunts, that awful tummy ache is all gone, and Marty has a warm, comforting feeling in his pants.
A few more steps..... and there she is: Granny Minnie and those wonderful cookies!
She gives him the biggest cookie Marty has ever seen, it's so good, with lot's of sprinkles and oh so sweet, just like Granny Minnie herself.
As Marty eats his cookie, a cookie made with lot's of love, Granny Minnie gets a whiff of something stinky in his pants. At first she thinks it's just gas, because little Marty's been tooting all morning at her house. But when Granny Minnie pulls back his diaper and rubber baby pants, she sees that Marty has pooped his britches full, and she goes to get his diaper bag, so she can change his messy diaper.
Meanwhile, Marty enjoys his cookie, and savors the joys of being a baby: eating a wonderful cookie, while wearing a poopy diaper at Granny Minnie's house.
Phew! Somebody needs a changing.