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By Lilboydiaper · Posted
Hi 👋 everybody. I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who has been reading and enjoying my stories that I’ve been posting on here recently.They are in order, “Group Project”, “Missing Piece”, “Walk In The (dog) Park” and this one. Also you can find me on Diaper-Bois using the same username as here. Please stop by if you have an account and would like to chat. Without further ado, the continuation of “Group Project 2: Jack’s Birthday”. Chapter 10: Once Jack was settled in his playpen—surrounded by a few soft toys, Flopsy and Trike within reach—Jill and Marcus finally had a moment to sit together again. Jill leaned back into the couch, tucking one leg under herself. “Tomorrow’s the park,” she said, glancing over at Marcus. “Mrs. Turner seemed really excited.” Marcus nodded. “That’ll be good. Fresh air, something a little calmer after today.” Jill smiled faintly. “Yeah… he’ll like that.” “And I’ve got that presentation this week,” Marcus added, rubbing the back of his neck slightly. “Been going over it in my head all day.” “You’ll do great,” Jill said without hesitation. “You always do.” Marcus gave a small, appreciative smile. “Still… I want it to go smoothly.” “It will,” she reassured him gently. For a few minutes, they just talked—about the week ahead, about the party plans, about the small details that made up their everyday life. It wasn’t rushed. It didn’t need to be. Eventually, Marcus glanced toward the playpen. “Alright,” he said, standing. “Bath time.” ⸻ The bathroom filled quickly with warmth as Marcus turned on the water, testing it carefully before letting the tub fill. He kept the temperature just right—not too hot, not too cool—before turning back to Jack. “Ready, buddy?” he asked, lifting him gently. Jack made a small sound, somewhere between curious and content, as Marcus carried him over and lowered him into the water. The moment his feet touched, Jack reacted—slight surprise at first, then a soft relaxation as he settled in. “There you go,” Marcus said, smiling. He reached for the bubble mix and poured some into the water… then, without quite realizing it, added a little more. And a little more. Within seconds, the tub began to foam—bubbles rising quickly, spreading, growing higher than intended. Marcus blinked. “…Well.” Jack looked around as the bubbles gathered around him, his hands brushing through them, fascinated. He let out a small, amused sound, patting at the foam as it clung to his fingers. Marcus laughed under his breath. “Okay, maybe that was a bit much.” The bubbles kept building, creeping higher along the edges of the tub, some even threatening to spill over. But Jack didn’t mind at all. If anything, he loved it. He splashed lightly, watching the bubbles shift and pop, his earlier tiredness replaced with quiet curiosity. Marcus leaned in, gently washing him—careful, thorough, making sure to rinse him well despite the mountain of foam. “You’re having fun now, huh?” Marcus said, wiping a bit of bubble from Jack’s cheek. Jack blinked up at him, calm and content. By the time the bath was done, the bathroom looked like a bubble-filled disaster—but a harmless one. Marcus shook his head with a small smile as he lifted Jack out, wrapping him snugly in a towel. “Next time… less bubbles.” ⸻ Jill was waiting when they came out, already holding a fresh diaper and pajamas. “Looks like you two had fun,” she said, noticing the faint traces of bubbles still clinging to Jack. Marcus smirked. “You could say that.” Jill took Jack gently, drying him off completely before diapering him with practiced ease. Then she dressed him in soft, cozy pajamas—a light blue footed sleeper covered in tiny stars and moons, the fabric warm and comforting. “There we go,” she murmured, smoothing it down. Jack looked sleepy again now, the bath having relaxed him. ⸻ Marcus stepped in with a prepared bottle, along with a bib, handing them to Jill. “All set.” “Thanks,” she said softly. She settled onto the couch with Jack in her arms, fastening the bib before guiding the bottle to him. He latched on easily, his body relaxing almost instantly as he drank. Jill watched him quietly, one hand resting gently against him, her thumb tracing slow, absentminded patterns. Marcus sat beside her, close enough to feel the moment without interrupting it. The room was quiet again. Jack’s eyes grew heavier with each passing minute, his movements slowing as sleep crept back in. By the time the bottle was finished, he was barely awake. ⸻ Together, Jill and Marcus carried him upstairs. The nursery light was soft, casting a gentle glow across the room. Jill laid him down in the crib, making sure Flopsy and Trike were tucked close beside him. Jack stirred slightly, then settled. Marcus rested a hand briefly on the crib rail. “Goodnight, champ.” Jill leaned in, brushing a soft kiss against Jack’s forehead. “Sleep well, sweetheart.” They stood there for just a second longer—watching him, making sure he was fully settled. Then, quietly, they stepped out, turning off the light behind them. Another day finished. And tomorrow waiting just ahead. -
By technomonkey · Posted
That is one reason i have not been a fan of pull ups. i have had more leak or over fills with pull ups. wife calls them maxi pads with waist bands. lol -
By Huggies wearer · Posted
A fairly wet Huggies snug and dry size 7. IT could handle another good wetting but it's bed time. Getting ready to slip into a fresh Huggies overnight size 7 for bed. Making wishes from Winnie the Pooh. Night night! -
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@DAQ Thank you for the suggestion. This is just one of the reasons I love this site, people are willing to offer information that I'm unaware of. Funny timing on this, I just changed out of a soaked wellness original diaper that leaked badly. Usually I change at around 3 in the afternoon but it wasn't that wet so I decided to keep it on. I completely forgot about it until I noticed I was peeing but I felt wet at the leg opening so I got right up. I should have put a pair of plastic pants on when I checked it. Hugs, Freta
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