They continue to read the brochure for the regression school

As Brian continued reading the brochure, his eyes landed on the section about bringing favorite stuffed animals. He glanced at Hannah, who was sitting beside him, her eyes bright with anticipation. "Oh, look, Hannah," he said, pointing at the page. "You can bring your favorite stuffed animal."

Hannah's face lit up with excitement, and she eagerly scanned the room until her eyes landed on her beloved duck stuffy sitting on the nearby shelf. With a delighted squeal, she pointed at it and exclaimed, "Ducky!"

Brian chuckled at her enthusiasm. "Yes, Ducky it is," he agreed, reaching over to fetch the fluffy yellow duck. He handed it to Hannah, who hugged it tightly to her chest, a radiant smile spreading across her face.

"Ducky's coming with us to regression school, huh?" Brian teased, ruffling her hair affectionately.

Hannah nodded enthusiastically, her cheeks rosy with happiness. "Yes, Ducky's my favorite," she declared, squeezing the plush toy lovingly.

Brian couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth at the sight of Hannah's joy.

Brian continued reading the brochure out loud, his voice soothing as he absorbed the details. "Next on the list are spare pull-ups," he announced, glancing at Hannah. "Looks like they want us to be prepared for accidents, even if you haven't had any yet."

Hannah squirmed in Brian's lap, her cheeks flushing red with embarrassment. Brian couldn't help but notice her discomfort. "What's wrong, little one?" he teased gently.

Hannah whispered shyly, "I... I need... need to peepee."

Brian's eyes widened in understanding, and a playful grin spread across his face. "Oh, I see. Well do you want to try out your pull_ups now?"