Yes

Muttering angry words about your mother, you pull the clothes off their hangers. You have a pink tutu and a girly blouse. You pull off your pants, pulling the tutu on, the underpants-like leotard squeezing your diaper. You pull the blouse on too, its silky texture rubbing strangely on your skin.

You grab a pair of trinkets that were sitting at the bottom of the locker as well--a pacifier on a necklace and a teddy bear. Putting the pacifier around your neck, you follow Stacy to the next part of the tour.

"There's the toy chest, there's the makeup station, the playground is behind that door..."

None of this is appealing to you in the slightest.

Meredith, seeing you walk by, stops playing with a blue-clad baby girl and comes over to you. "JoJo! You look so cute!"

Blushing from humiliation, you try and change the subject. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Look, is there something I can do?"

"Play with your new friends, of course!"

"I mean something fun."

"I assure you, once you get to know them, the babies around here can be rather fun."

You look around, and see girls at the makeup station, some playing with blocks, and others getting ready to go outside.