[PaddedPrinceling Joey]

From above, it was the perfect vantage for the little girl who'd come to accompany the six year old boy. Three and a half.. Was it four? She wasn't even sure at this point in time, the little girl knew that she was almost as big as Brad, who stood below her. She looked down at the boy, from the arms of the nice lady who had brought them from the orphanage to here, to meet their new mommy.

Josephine couldn't recall how long she'd been at the orphanage, though someone could easily tell her it had been a year and a half since she'd come. So many of the children had talked about not having a mommy and daddy, but it hadn't been something little Jo had thought on often. Too many children to run about with, and have fun. Stunted by her own stubborn decisions, Brad may have been about in pull-ups in displeasure, for he wished to be a big boy. More often than not, the babies coming and going into the orphanage had garnered the attention that belonged to Jo, a phase that she'd yet to grow out of, the little one had always been quick to try and get out of pull ups.

That of course, didn't end up going to big girl pants as many wished of her, though. Three and a half years old, and wearing diapers more often than not, she was a project at this point, and parents didn't seem to want that, when they came to the orphanage. As per usual, the little girl did in fact, wear her diapers, beneath a soft blue sun dress that she had grown quite fond of.

She nibbled upon her lip (a bad habit she'd picked up from the woman she'd most often played with at the orphanage), awaiting to see who it was that had picked up the children of the orphanage.