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"Now Natey," Janine coos, pinching his cheek and giving him a big, sloppy kiss on the forehead. "Don't get mad at Mommy for loving you." She pulls the cookies out of the oven. "We have a lot of guests coming over in a bit so after you eat a few of these, I'll help you get ready." She hands him a cookie once it's cooled and the fixes his hair.

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Everyone starts talking and my mom is talking my our other relatives and I am hanging out with my friends hoping they didn't notice my mom wiping my face right in front of everyone and nobody says anything as we start talking amongst the five of us and it isn't long before I'm feeling the urge to poop, but don't leave right away since I haven't talked to anyone forever and I know I will be able to slip away at any point.

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As my mom walks by and squeezes my bottom I realize she probably has no idea what she was doing, but I feel my poop escape into my undies and I'm feeling really nervous about being around everyone with dirty underwear, but I don't want to leave right away because someone might put two and two together after someone makes a comment about someone farting.

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I walk over. "Baby did you poop your pants?" I

sniff your bottom. "I think you did, let's check ." I pull back your khakis and then your boxers. "Oh my goodness sweetie!" I exclaim loudly causing everyone to look. "You pooped your pants!" Many start to laugh. "Oh no! My poor baby. Just wait here." I walk out and comes back with a bag. "Lay down."

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Things start getting out of control when you ask me if I pooped and start checking me right there in front of everyone and I am totally embarrassed, but it's not until you announce it loudly that everyone looks in my direction and I'm feeling so embarrassed at what has happened, but as you tell me to lie down while you grab some stuff, I feel like a naughty boy when I say, "I need to go to my room."

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"No, no." I grab your wrist and pull you down. I lay you down and pull down your poopy pants and boxers. I pull out the wipes. "Oh baby made a BIG stinky! P.U!" After about a dozen wipes, I pull out the lotion and oil, lathering you up and then powder your little toushie, making sure to cover every inch. I grab a big fluffy diaper and slide it under you. "There we go, a fresh diaper for Mattykins." As I tape up your diaper, everyone is laughing. I send someone to dump your pants and boxers and then take off your vest and shirt since you got poop on them too. "There we go, nice and clean." I stand you up.

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"Oh baby," I coo as I scoop you up. "Don't be sad. Babies are supposed to have accidents. Marla, get me a bottle from the fridge." Your aunt goes off and returns with a bottle. I sit cradling you in my arms and let you drink it up as the party goes on. Once you finish the bottle, I put you over my shoulder and begin to burp you. Once you do, I set you in the play pen you thought was set up for your little cousins but was really set up for you before moving on. Guests walk by and pinch your cheeks and give you kisses.

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Not long after that, I walk over scooping you up. "It's beddy bye time. Say night night Pumpkin Wumpkin ." I take your hand and wave for you before carrying you upstairs. I tuck you into my bed nice and tightly. I then put a pacifier into your mouth and kiss your head. "Sweet dreams Angel Face," I coo. I lock the bathroom so you can't use it and go back downstairs to the party.

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That door is locked as well. I walk into the room and see you. "Now, now, Natey, what do you think you're doing out of bed?" I coo, picking you back up. "Does my baby have to go potty? Then baby needs to use his deedees, yes he does." I rub noses with you and then place you into my personal bed. "Now you are going to sleep in Mommy's bed my little precious. Stay right here, Mommy would hate to have to spank her baby boy on Christmas Eve, oh yes she would." And with that, I go back downstairs.

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