(Finished) Girls grow up faster than boys do -- (Author) gbab65

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Author: gbab65
Timestamp: Jun 13, 2025 at 10:42 AM
Content: CharlieIn the summer holidays when I had just turned 9. Gran wanted to go on holiday but not on her own. Knowing that I was interested in ornithology, she asked mom if I could go with her.

When mom first told me, I was both excited and terrified. I loved my gran and often went to hers at weekends to see her or just to leave our bikes there if we were going to the swimming pool. I was excited as I knew spending a week with just me and gran would be fun. I was terrified though, as I was a bed wetter.

I gently tried to explain this to mom, but mom could not see the problem when I am saying my nighttime problems, but in the end, I just said it

“Gran doesn’t know I wear nappies for bed” mom just laughed

“Gran has had 4 children of her own and has 14 grandchildren, 1 little boy in a nappy won’t be a problem for her and I’ve already spoken to her anyway.”

And so that was it, I was going on holiday with Gran. Over the next week, mom packed a couple of bags of clothes and things I would be taking on holiday. There seemed a lot in two bags, but mom said Gran will sort it and I just need to pack the things I want like my little radio and binoculars.

The following Saturday, mom had got me up early and I was sitting eating my cereal and still in my PJ’s when Gran came in. mom and Gran were chatting and Gran was saying we need an early start to beat the traffic. Finishing my breakfast, instead of being sent to get dressed, mom took me up. Once in my room, mom took my PJ top off me and then pulled my PJ shorts and wet nappy off together. Mom had already got a clean nappy ready for me on my bed which I was lifted on to and then mom pinned it tightly in place followed by my plastic baby pants.

“Just in case you fall asleep in the car” mom said as I don’t normally wear a nappy during the day.

Mom then put a pair of shorts on me and my T shirt as I was led back down to Gran. All of this happening while I’m still in a daze from it being so early. My shorts are not my biggest baggiest shorts and even I can see the outline of the double nappy mom has pinned on me through my tight fitting shorts. We come back downstairs, Gran is ready to go so it’s straight into Grans old car.

Grans car was so old, it had neither seatbelts or indicators but these little orange sticks that stuck out the side of the car, all very strange.

And then we were off, my 2 big bags were on the back seat with Grans bag, but mom had also given Gran a smaller bag which she called my Travelling Bag. It was in fact a bag my mom always had on the back of the pushchair when my brother Eddy was little, she kept spare nappies and a baby bottle in there for him. It was just getting light as we set off and I was soon back to sleep.

I woke up a bit later, it is now fully daylight and we were on the motorway. Seeing me stir, gran says

“morning Charlie, are you awake now.” I stretched in my seat as I was just waking up but also felt as I started wetting my nappy. Not really sure how Gran was going to be dealing with this, I said

“Morning Gran, are we stopping soon?”

“No not for a little while, I want to get on the M5 before we think about a break, are you OK, you don’t feel sick or anything do you?”

“No, I was just asking.”

“Oh, that’s alright then” and we carried on driving.

I sat there and still wetting my nappy. Gran must have a 6th sense or something

“You OK now, I’ll get you changed when we stop” how did she know I now needed changing?

About an hour later, Gran pulled into a motorway Service Station. She came round to my side of the car where she lifted up the back of my T shirt and pulled my shorts and nappy back so she could have a look down the back. She was giving me a nappy check.

“You look OK for a bit so we won’t bother with a nappy change yet” and then we went into the service area and Gran got a cup of tea and I got a bottle of juice, Gran actually brought a couple of bottles of juice saying that one would be good for later.

Sitting drinking my juice, I felt I needed a wee so asked Gran

“Can I go to the toilet?”

“no dear, you don’t need to, you’ve got your nappy on so you can just have a wee here. No need for smelly toilets.” So, I sat there as I wet my nappy again. I didn’t mind if Gran didn’t mind. This could be fun.

Getting back to the car and Gran took a baby bottle out of the changing bag and put the extra bottle of juice into the baby bottle which she then stashed that between the front seats.

“just in case you want a drink later and we don’t want juice spilling in the car. Then we were back in the car and back on the motorway. Grans car was not the biggest or fastest car, so we just trundled along in the first lane with all of the other cars racing past us. We did overtake a few cars towing caravans though.

I was no longer giving much thought to having a wee and just wet my nappy a little bit more every time a felt it. I knew Gran would just tell me too anyway and so I did just that.

Another hour or so later, Gran is having to negotiate a big junction with another motorway and we are having to concentrate on being in the right lane for where we were going, it was quite tricky and we had cars overtaking us on the right and cars pulling in from the left and I felt I needed the loo, but for number 2.

“Gran, can we stop soon so I can go to the toilet”

“not now dear, there aren’t any services near here. You’ve got a nappy on so don’t worry if you can’t hold it.” I failed to mention it wasn’t a wee.

I sat there for another ½ hour holding on until I couldn’t any longer and then I filled my nappy as I squirmed in my seat. This does not normally happen as I go to the bathroom and sit on the loo every morning. But this morning, I was up and dressed so early, I never had time to think about it and now it was in my nappy. I whimpered a little bit but Gran said

“please don’t cry, I can deal with nappies, but I can’t deal with crying babies. I wasn’t expecting this, but you have asked if you can go to the toilet a few times and I said no, so this is my fault not yours. OK. Good job you’ve got your nappy on too. Do you want your juice now” as Gran passed me the baby bottle and I just sat there sucking my juice.

Truth be told, I was never bothered by filling my nappy, it was just mom who didn’t like me doing it, it appears Gran was no different. At home at the weekend, I would come downstairs in my PJ’s and nappy and sit watching the kids TV programmes on the telly. Ever since my little brother was about 3 years old, he would join me. So, I would have been 8 and Eddy at 3 would always fill his nappy while we were watching TV on Saturday mornings. So, one morning I did the same. When mom came down, she was expecting Eddy to have filled his nappy and took his nappy off and then got him cleaned up and then into his underpants and shorts for the day, unless we were going out somewhere, in which case he would have a clean nappy pinned on and clean baby pants pulled up. Mom then called me over expecting to be taking my wet nappy off but finding I had filled it as well,

“oh, what have you done, I don’t expect this from you” she then set about cleaning me up too, only with a lot of sighing. On that morning, I too was put given underpants and shorts to put on.

I think up until that point, mom was hoping that I would be drying up at night in the not-too-distant future, not regressing to dirty nappies. I didn’t fill my nappy every Saturday morning, unlike Eddy, but a couple of weeks later I did it again. Mom came down and as usual, got her cuppa before coming into us and set about cleaning Eddy up but with a clean nappy pinned on and baby pants. She then turned to me and set about stripping and cleaning me. Now for the first time, mom also pinned a clean nappy on me along with clean baby pants during the day while saying

“we have got to go shopping at that new hyper-market and then round to Gran’s later” with no other comment as to why she had put a nappy on me during the day. Me and Eddy dressed in matching T shirts and shorts but also matching bulges from our padded underwear.

Now in the car with Gran and a full nappy, I was bothered that Gran might be upset with me, but so far she was taking it well. A little while later and Gran pulled into a Service area

“Come on then stinker, lets get you changed” she said as she grabbed my Travelling Bag and me by the hand and we went into the Service Area and headed straight for baby change. It was a private room and Gran lifted me onto a bench and set about changing me. Finished and hands washed and someone else was trying to get in as we came out, the other lady giving us a right dirty look as she took her toddler in. I don’t know why but Gran had put my nappy on differently and it felt very wide between my legs and bulky on my bottom. Feeling the back of my shorts with my hand, I also felt that my nappy was hanging out below my shorts, good job I didn’t know anybody here.

Gran filled the baby bottle up again and stashed it between the seats of the car and we were off again, me now dry, clean and comfy.

Gran just kept me in nappies all week like I was still a toddler and I had no problem with this and made full use of my nappy whenever I needed. I kept dirty nappies to first thing in the morning while I was having breakfast so that way I could have a shower before going out for the day. Wearing nappies all day every day meant that I just wet whenever without even thinking about it.

The main advantage for me was that in Devon with gran, nobody knew us and I would never see any of these people again. Except on the Wednesday on the beach nearest our caravan and I saw a girl who I recognised, it was Sarah from my school, she had been in my class since we first started school. We weren’t best friends, we just knew each other, she was still in my class at school when we went back after the summer holidays. Sarah was playing on the beach with another little girl who looked about 3 but also had an obvious nappy on under her short dress.

Also seeing me and recognising me, Sarah ran over to where me and Gran were sitting on the sand eating an ice cream. I’m sitting on my bottom with my legs up and bent in front of me without even thinking this might be displaying my underwear.

“Hi Charlie, what you doing here?” Sarah asked

“Just on holiday with my Gran for a week”

“I can’t believe that you are on my beach, where are you staying”

“we are staying in the Trout Farm up the hill” I announced

“We are too, can you come and play with us for a bit”

I asked Gran and she said OK.

I ran off with Sarah back to where she had been playing with the little girl who was Sarah’s little sister called Amy.

We had been playing in the sand making sand castles for quite a while when Gran came over

“Come on then Charlie I need to get you back to the caravan” Gran said

“Sarah is on our Caravan site, can we play later” I asked

“We’ll see” said Gran

“Yeh, we’re going soon, see you later” commented Sarah

At that we went back to the caravan and had tea, Gran changed my nappy for me and we got dressed to go to the club on the caravan site. As we went in, Sarah and Amy were dancing on the dance floor and saw us walk in. Sarah came running over to us and got us to go and sit on a table by her mom so we could all be together. Gran and Sarah’s mom Susan soon got chatting and Sarah practically dragged me away back to the dance floor.

“have you had your nappy changed so you can dance with me now?” Sarah asked as we were going down the steps onto the dancefloor. “Don’t look so scared, I won’t tell anybody. I saw it up the legs of your shorts when I first ran over to you on the beach and then I kept seeing it under your shorts at the back and then under your T shirt when we were playing. Then I could see the shape of it through your shorts. You look just like my sister Amy.”

I had no words and just stood frozen to the spot.

“are you weeing now? That is what Amy does when she is weeing then she crouches down when she is poohing, I know all the signs and mom is always saying that girls grow up faster than boys do.”

This girl can talk, I didn’t know how to get a word in or what to say when I do, so I just kept quiet.

The kids’ disco was going so Sarah got me and Amy dancing with her before going back to her mom and Gran for dinks then back on to the dancefloor again. I stopped momentarily to tie my shoelace and Sarah starts giggling.

“I know you’re having a wee, you can’t hide it from me, you’ve got a droopy bum too now. Hehehe”

We stayed for another hour or so and had another couple of drinks before Gran announced.

“Come on then, enough for tonight. I need to get you back and changed ready for bed.”

“Yes, I’ve got get back and change Amy’s nappy too” stated Susan.

The following morning, I saw Sarah again playing on the park by our vans, so I went over to her.

“Does your mom know I’m in a nappy too, have you told her?”

“Don’t be silly, I promised you I would never tell anybody and I won’t. Mom told me you’re in a nappy because she’s a mom and moms can see these things. She did ask me if I knew and I said I wasn’t sure. Mom then said it just proves that Girls grow up faster than boys”

We saw a lot of Sarah, Amy and Susan that week, Sarah always having a bit of fun about my nappy whenever we were alone, nothing nasty just little digs about girls growing up faster than boys and pointing out that she knew when I was having a wee in my nappy. I thought I was being subtle but apparently not.

We went home the following weekend and naturally I’m going back still wearing a nappy. Sarah even gave me a dummy, she had bought it for me in the campsite shop so it was still in a packet, lemon yellow she thought was best for me. Amy had an identical one, in pink of course. Both Gran and Susan thought it was hilarious. We stopped for a nappy change on the way home, but I’m still soaked by the time we get back to my house. We went into the house and took my bags in and then on complete auto-pilot, gran lay me on a changing pad in front of the fire and changed my nappy while just chatting to mom before she said her goodbyes and headed home herself.

Seeing me still sitting on the floor in just my T shirt and nappy, mom asked

“have you had fun then?” and I started telling her about feeding the trout in the pond on the campsite and catching one in a net that Gran cooked us for tea and all about visiting the little seaside towns and harbours nearby and then paddling in the sea, then I started telling her that my friend from school was there too and we spent loads of time with them as well. Mom just stood there silently taking it all in.

A little while later after tea, Mom called Eddy over and took his shorts and pants off and then put a nappy and his PJ’s on him ready for bed. Mom then called me over and took my shorts and wet nappy off me and then pinned a clean nappy on me with baby pants and my PJ’s ready for bed. Eddy didn’t bat an eyelid.

The following morning, we were still on summer holidays from school and they had kids programmes on telly everyday. I had come down and was soon joined by Eddy. With barely a thought, I sat there wetting my nappy then filled it too and never took my eyes off the telly.

Mom appeared sometime later having just woken up but with her cup of tea in hand, she sat on the floor with us. Grabbing Eddy, she lay him down in front of her and carefully removed his nappy saying

“Good boy” as she found him with only a wet nappy. She then dressed him underpants shorts and a T shirt then beckoned me over. Pulling my baby pants off and carefully unpinning my nappy, she looked at me then said

“Oh dear” as she set about cleaning me up. She then pinned a clean nappy on me and pulled some baby pants up to

“Gran told me this would probably happen as she has had dirty nappies every day for a week, so let’s not take any chances until we can get you potty trained again.” Shorts and T shirt on and I went out to play.

There was a play park a few houses down at the end of our street and Sarah lived on a street the other side of the park, so it was her park too. I told mom I was going down to the park to see if any of my friends were out there.

As I got to the park. There were some bigger boys playing with a football in the middle, so I walked around the outside to Sarah’s side. As I got to the entry on Sarah’s side, a couple of the bullies from my year were just coming into the park and saw me. They immediately started making fun of me and calling me a gay sissy and just generally being horrible to me, I’m trying to walk away but they keep shouting after me. Just as I get to the entry, Sarah is standing there, she also knew the bullies, but unlike me, she was not scared of them. Sarah did no more than start shouting at them calling them the sissies and what they gonna do about it when even a girl can belittle them. The bullies just walked off.

“Are you OK?” Sarah asked me

“Yeh I will be, it’s just that I have to be careful round them as they have hurt me before.”

“You’ve got your nappy on again as well haven’t you, I know you have because I can see it,” I’m stood wetting myself so also very grateful I had my nappy on.

“Last time the bully Smithy got me, he twisted my arm behind my back but kept twisting and he is twice as big as me. He twisted so hard that he dislocated my elbow, I wet myself on that occasion too but fortunately, nobody noticed. I got to the nurses office as I could not use my arm, she saw the state of me and did notice I’d wet but she just called mom and helped me change into my PE shorts that I had with me. Mom turned up at school after receiving a vague message that she was needed. Half expecting wet pants, she tuned up with clean shorts along with a nappy and my baby pants but having no idea about my injured arm. The nurse explained that I had wet as well and agreed it was a good idea to let mom change me into a clean nappy and my baby pants before taking me to hospital to have my elbow reset in a cast.”

“That’s awful, why didn’t he get expelled”

“because I never told anybody who did it, I’m too scared he will get me again”

“yeh, I remember you having your arm in plaster, but nobody knew why”

“it’s not the first time he’s got me. When we were in class 3, we used to walk across the bridge from infants into juniors so we could go on the field.”

“That’s right, we used to pretend we were a marching band”

“well, we were just over the bridge and someone hit me on the back of the head with one of the skittles.”

“Yes, I remember that, you were lying on the ground and everybody thought you were messing about”

“no not quite, I was dazed, my head hurt and I was on the floor with no idea why. Smithy was carrying one of the skittles and he was laughing his head off. He even warned me that if I ever said anything, then he would get me worse. That night was when I started wetting the bed again, it was my idea to wear a nappy and I took one of Eddy’s and his baby pants, they did the trick and my bed stayed dry but mom eventually caught me as she noticed the extra nappies being used. I told her why and I was taken to the hospital, but they found nothing wrong so then I had to start seeing another Dr. and all she did is talk to me. Mom understood though and said I can stay in nappies if they keep me comfy.”

“I’d like to say that this is all unbelievable, but I know Smithy and know that he is an idiot and a bully and I’m not surprised you’re wetting through the bullying either. I promise that I will never bully you and I will never let anybody else bully you either.” Sarah said looking very serious, “How comes you are back in nappies during the day then if you only need them at night?”

“it just happened one morning, mom was changing us one Saturday morning and she put a clean nappy on me. She does that whenever my brother Eddy fills his nappy”

“so did you fill your nappy too then?”

“well I sort of…..”

“you did didn’t you, so whenever you fill your nappy, you re put in a nappy for the day so as you were wearing a nappy everyday on Holiday, that means you filled your nappy every morning, hahaha it also means that as you’re in a nappy now, then you filled your nappy this morning. OMG I don’t believe this. I promise to never tell a soul; this will be our secret. You have enough problems with Smithy. Come on, let’s go to my house.”

“OK but I just need to tell my mom first, in case she comes looking for me on the park.”

“OK let’s go then” and me and Sarah walked across the park and back to my house. We went in and found mom in the kitchen emptying the washing machine ready to peg out on the line.

“mom, can I got to Sarah’s to play for a bit”

looking at me straight, mom asked

“are you sure you want to do that?” but Sarah piped in

“It’s OK Mrs. Butter, my mom’s at home too and we were on holiday all last week with Charlie and his Gran. My mom and his Gran did a lot of talking and she won’t mind Charlie being there as she has my 3-year-old sister there to look after too and we are all just going to play together”

“OK but be good and be home for tea.”

“yes mom” and then we were off back to Sarah’s

On arrival at Sarah’s, we went into the front room and Susan was just in the middle of changing Amy’s nappy.

“Oh, hello Charlie” she said

“We’re just going up to my room to play for a bit” said Sarah

“OK but don’t make a mess and call me if you need anything.” And Sarah then took me up to her room, it was all pink and soft toys everywhere. But Sarah had me where she wanted me and she was in charge

“So do you like wearing nappies?” she asked

“It’s better than wet pants”

“But you can go to the toilet, you don’t wear a nappy at school”

“Well yes and no, I don’t often wear a nappy at school and I do go to the toilets, but I also have damp underwear every day when I get home.”

“So you’ve worn a nappy for school and nobody knew, wow”

“Normally mom will put 2 nappies on me as I’m bigger and wet more but for emergency at school I just wear 1 and it is pretty invisible.”

“So your mom does 2 but you do 1?”

“Yeh kind of”

“So, your mom doesn’t know you sometimes wear a nappy for school”

“Not unless she finds out”

“how does she find out”

“when I get home and she wants me to take my uniform off and she sees what I’m wearing”

“So do you get told off when she catches you?”

“No, she just normally gets me to lie down and changes my nappy for me”

“So, she doesn’t mind”

“Better wet nappy than wet pants and wet shorts. She gets me to change everyday when I get home from school and I’m normally wearing wet pants and wet shorts, I’m always wet, its just how it is. I don’t do it deliberately”

“so does your mom put a nappy on you everyday when you get home from school?”

“Yeh, Eddy is still in nappies sometimes anyway”

“So, when you are having your tea, Eddy and your mom are in underwear and Charlie is in a nappy”

“Yeh, pretty much”

“haha brilliant and you don’t mind”

“well it’s better than the alternative. My wee comes out on its own whether I’m wearing a nappy or pants. Pants get cold and uncomfortable, nappies don’t”

“and you can put nappies on your self”

“I can, but I’m not very good. My baby pants hold it all together”

“So you still wear baby pants made for babies”

“Yes, what other sort would there be”

“are you wet now”

“I don’t know”

“How can you not know, I’d know if I’d wet my pants”

“Yeh I get that and I’d know if was in wet pants too. But It’s not wet pants is it”

We stayed playing or more accurately, I stayed being interrogated until the afternoon. Sarah even started tickling me and I’m very ticklish

“Stop or I’m going to wee myself” I pleaded

“I know, that’s the idea” she said with her devilish grin. “Me and mom do the same with Amy”

I needed to go home as I knew I needed changing, but not before Sarah decided she was coming to my house in the morning.

I got home and sure enough mom spun me round and lay me down in front of the fireplace and proceeded to change my nappy. I started telling mom how me and Sarah were becoming really good friends and that Sarah was coming round in the morning to play.

What I didn’t know was how early Sarah was coming round. Mom was up and cleaning the kitchen, me and Eddy were still watching telly in our PJ’s and both still in our bedtime nappies when there was a knock at the door.

Mom answered the door and seeing Sarah there asked her to come back in a bit while we got dressed. Mom then came and got Eddy dressed in pants shorts and a T shirt then came over and took my wet nappy off and pinned a clean double nappy back on me followed by baby pants and my T shirt.

I then went out to find Sarah by the park and we started to walk round and talking. With the disruption to our normal morning, I hadn’t filled my nappy or sat on the toilet, I was starting to feel the pressing need.

“Do you need to go to the potty” Sarah asked. This girl never missed a clue

“Yeh, you came so early that I haven’t been yet”

“so go in your nappy then, I know you’re wearing one.”

“but it’s not a wee”

“Doesn’t matter, I won’t look” as we stopped out of sight of everybody and I squatted down

“does that feel better baby”

“I’m not a baby”

“you are when you fill your nappy, OK do you want to go to my house or your house to get your nappy changed?”

“best go home”

“OK come on then” and Sarah walked me home.

Mom was out the back pegging out the washing when we got there.

“Hello Mrs. Butter, that’s a lot of nappies” quipped Sarah

“Yes, don’t I know it”

“I think we’ve got some more for you” as me Sarah and mom all went into the house.

Sarah actually got down by the fireplace and grabbed 2 nappies which she folded on to the changing pad ready for me to be changed in to. Even mom was a little surprised at first as Sarah sat there and sorted through the baby pants to find a bigger pair for me.

“I help my mom with my sister all of the time” as Sarah stood up and stepped back to let me and mom in. “I have even changed my cousin Steven and he’s a boy too”

“so you change nappies too then” asked mom

“yes, but only wet ones, I let mom do the other”

“that must be lovely for your mom having a helper like that”. So, mom and Sarah are having a chat about Sarah being a little helper while mom is stripping my nappy and getting me cleaned up. Mom’s do this on auto-pilot as mom and Sarah just kept chatting while I’m lying there having my nappy changed.

“so you don’t mind that Charlie is still in nappies” asked Sarah

“well it’s better than wet pants and wet trousers. We are seeing a Dr at the moment, Charlie seems to have had some kind of head trauma that has set him back and causing the wetting. The dirty nappies are just a bonding opportunity when I get my little boy back and I know we can sort that easily.”

“That would be when Charlie got knocked out with a skittle”

“Charlie got knocked out?”

Sarah then went on to tell mom how Smithy had been bullying me my whole life, how he is the one who dislocated my elbow, how he hit me on the head with a skittle in year 3, how he was always terrorizing me for my whole life.

“Oh my, Charlie, why have you never told me but you can tell Sarah, that’s exactly when his wetting started up again.”

“He is too scared to tell anyone, but he saw me telling Smithy where to go so he trusted me”

“Oh thank you Sarah, you’re exactly the type of friend I’ve always wanted him to have.” And then mom started hugging Sarah and I’m still lying on the changing mat just wearing a nappy. Girls really do grow up faster than boys. “and you don’t mind that your friend is still wearing nappies”

“so is my sister and it’s not his fault is it”

“Yes and so is his brother. Oh thank you Sarah, you really are a good girl and a good friend for Charlie, which is your house”

Sarah told mom where she lived and mom knew exactly which house it was and who Sarah’s mom was. Mom then said

“Back in a bit” and left the house. Sarah looking at me said

“Better get you dressed then and helped me get my shorts back on over my bulky nappy. I only usually wear a single nappy if I’m wearing one during the day but just like Gran does, mom had got me in double nappies and my shorts did not hide it all.

Mom came back with Eddy and me and Sarah went back to her house again. Just like my mom, Susan was in the back garden pegging nappies out on the washing line.

“Not as many as your mom” Sarah quipped, I just smiled,

“Not as many nappy wearers here” Susan added. Sarah started tickling me again and I tensed up to move away from her but went towards Susan whilst laughing my head off being so ticklish. Susan then started tickling me too as Amy came out. Sarah grabbed Amy and started tickling her as well. So me and Amy are stuck between Susan and Sarah both being tickled and squirming and bouncing back and forth between Sarah and Susan. Susan eventually let us go

“Good job they are both in nappies or we’d have wet pants by now.”

“yep” added Sarah “But we’ve got wet nappies instead”

“we had best get them changed then” said Susan as me and Amy were led back into the living room. Susan got us to lie down side by side as Sarah changed Amy’s nappy and Susan changed mine.

“Your mom was round earlier” Susan stated “she wanted to thank me for what a lovely girl Sarah is and how she had been helping you with your issues. We all know that 9 year old’s shouldn’t be still in nappies but if it helps you then who cares, your not hurting anybody unlike some other people”

I got home later just before tea and told mom that we had been talking and had a tickling fight at Sarah’s. As usual after tea, mom got Eddy stripped of his pants and shorts and into his nappy and PJ’s for bed. Mom then got me on the changing mat and pulled my shorts and baby pants off to change my nappy.

“these aren’t your nappies?”

“no Susan had to change me after the tickling fight”

“OK that makes sense, you can come home for a nappy change though, you don’t have to get other people mommies doing that for you.”

“I know and I can even do it myself but Susan wanted to, so me and Amy had our nappies changed together with Sarah changing Amy while Susan was changing me.”

“maybe I’ll have to get Sarah to help me with you and Eddy as well then, it’s good that she is learning childcare, girl’s need that although she is still a bit young.”

“Yeh, but girls grow up faster than boys do.”