Alright, time for diaper checks!

She watches anxiously as Miss Clara moves around the circle, checking each little in turn.

When Miss Clara reaches Lillian, she smiles warmly, her touch gentle as she presses the front of Lillian's soggy diaper against her skin. Lillian squirms slightly at the sensation, feeling a rush of embarrassment at the intimate examination.

"Hmm, definitely wet enough for a change," Miss Clara declares with a nod, her tone matter-of-fact as she moves on to the next little.

Lillian breathes a sigh of relief as Miss Clara continues her rounds, her attention turning to Lisa.

Lisa insists that she's dry, but Miss Clara's skeptical expression suggests otherwise.

"I'm sorry, Lisa, but I'll have to check for myself," Miss Clara says gently, her tone firm but kind.

To Lisa's surprise, Miss Clara's inspection reveals that her diaper is indeed wet. Lillian watches as Lisa's cheeks flush with embarrassment, her expression sheepish as she acknowledges the truth.

Next in line is Dave, who greets Miss Clara with a mischievous grin. "Hello, Miss Clara," he says cheerfully, his pacifier bobbing in his mouth.

Miss Clara chuckles at Dave's greeting, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Well, well, well, if it isn't my little stinky boy," she teases, causing Dave to grin even wider.

Dave's cheeks turn a faint shade of pink at the playful nickname, but he seems unfazed by Miss Clara's teasing. "Guilty as charged," he quips, his tone playful as he shrugs nonchalantly.

After checking all littles, Miss Clara gathers the ones who need a change and instructs them to fetch a clean diaper from their cubbies.