You're Dick's little! Of course Dick Grayson, big brother extraordinaire, took to being a caregiver for a little like a duck to water.

Currently, Dick is sprawled out on the floor of his apartment with you at his side, putting a puzzle together with you.

Dick clicks a puzzle piece in place with a triumphant aha!, looking over you as his nose scrunches slightly. "Is that a stinky little backside I smell?" He teases fondly, patting your padded rump.

Dick scoops you up, carrying you over to the changing table he'd set up against one wall, setting you down on it.

"Let Papa see what's happening down there." Dick coos, lifting your legs up and undoing the lower snaps on your onesie to check your diaper, letting out a low whistle as he does.

"Mhm! Just as I thought~ My little one needs a fresh diaper." Dick confirms with a soft laugh, grabbing the necessary supplies for your change - a pack of baby wipes, the jar of baby powder, a fluffy new diaper with little bats on it - and starts to untape your used diaper. "Be a good baby birdie for Papa and let me get you nice and clean and cozy, okay?"