It was a sunny afternoon, and baby monkey Molly was playing with her favorite soft toy in the living room. Her tiny giggles filled the air as she clumsily rolled around on the mat. But soon, her happy playtime was interrupted by an uncomfortable feeling—her diaper was full.
“Uh-oh,” Molly whimpered, squirming as she tried to find relief. Her dad, busy with work in the garden, called out to his brother, Uncle Ben.
“Ben! Can you help Molly out? She needs a diaper change!”
Uncle Ben, a cheerful but slightly clumsy man, walked into the room. “Alright, Molly, let’s get you cleaned up!” he said with a big smile. But Molly wasn’t convinced.
The moment Ben approached, Molly’s eyes widened, and she tightly clung to her toy. “Ee-ee!” she squeaked, turning her head away in protest. It was clear she wasn’t thrilled about someone other than Dad handling such a personal matter.
Ben chuckled. “Oh, come on, Molly. It’s just me, Uncle Ben. Don’t be shy!”
He carefully lifted her onto the changing table. Molly covered her face with her little hands, peeking through her fingers as if to say, This is so embarrassing!
As Ben unfastened the diaper, Molly let out a small, dramatic squeal, wiggling as if to escape the awkward situation. “Hold still, silly girl,” Ben said with a laugh.
Once the diaper was changed and Molly was fresh again, she quickly climbed off the table and scampered back to her toy, her face still scrunched in adorable embarrassment.
Ben grinned. “There you go, all clean. No need to be embarrassed next time!”
