Racecar Driver? - 1



Michelle looked around confused. She was having trouble remembering things. She had a faint memory of being a racecar driver, but, that couldn’t be right. She was just a baby, and babies don’t drive cars. She strained her mind trying to figure out what this strange idea was. Perhaps it had just been a dream? Yeah, that must be it! After all she was wearing a costume that looked like a racecar driver over her diaper. Yeah. She had just dreamt of being a racecar driver. How silly she was, ever thinking a little baby like her could ever be the number one racecar driver in the state. In her dream she had a rival driver. She was a driver who was always jealous of her. Now Michelle laughed as she thought more deeply about her dream and realized that the “rival” she had dreamed about was her mommy. And here her mommy was now! “Hi sweetie,” Her mommy said to her while stifling a laugh. “How are you?” “I’m doing great mommy. I just woke up from such a silly dream mommy.” “What was your dream about?” “I dreamt that I was an adult who wore panties and I was a racecar driver like you. We were rival racers and I always got first place!” “Aw,” Her mommy said, patting her head. “Doesn’t my adorable baby girl have such an imagination?” Michelle just giggled.