2011

Mini black leather backpack. Holds 2 Betterdry diapers, 40ish some plastic bags in a roll, and a pack of assurance wipes x96 count. There's room for a seat cover plastic pants, and a change of pants as well, but those stay in the car usually, and I throw a drawing pad/ipad in there otherwise. Front zipper pocket contains my wallet, phone stand, battery backup, and mini-first aid pouch/flashlight. Hair ties and makeup. Tight front pocket (easy access, no zipper) holds my mace and any vapes/candy/whatever.  I keep a car bag, just in case, with a similar loadout. 

Despite Madison not really wanting a nap, the moment she was under the covers with Alice cuddling her it didn't take long for Madison to fall asleep with Alice right behind. All three girls happily snuggling, cuddling and snoring in their respective beds. But one thing all three girls had in common was they all were thumb sucking. Camilla give it some thought as she drank a little bit of her tea, "Agreed I don't want it to become a habit but I also want to make sure that Alice knows that we know that she lied and that we understand why she did it for Emily's own benefit, so she won't get punished but I think like three quick smacks on her bottom just to make sure she understands not to lie. "Maybe we have Madison do it?"  

👀👀👀👀!!!! Chapter Sixty-Four: Didi Under the impression that the stuffed tigers needed proximity to transfer the data, since Jeong had wrapped them in his ceremony blanket, the pair jabbered on in nonsense Qin for a few minutes as the download rate chirped away in Adam’s ear. Seo-ya was busy judging Zhang’s choice of snacks and setting them up in unnecessary bowls (a choice undoubtedly made under the idiotic idea that one of them might suffocate or try to eat the plastic bags), so they were finally given some space to just be. Granted, Jeong was locked into his fully regressed role, so Adam had little choice but to engage with him on that level. But operating in a much-needed sense of relief and camaraderie, it wasn’t that difficult. He even laughed a few times when the translator picked up nonsense words from Jeong’s jabbering that sounded like one of those fill-in-the-blank stories. ‘Download complete!’ Adam paused, curiously frowning as he waited for the next announcement. Jeong looked at him briefly, then began a round of babbling to keep up the noise, lest Aunt Bones find their sudden silence suspicious. ‘System upgrade detected. Initializing.’ “Here you aaaare,” Seo-ya sang as she lowered a bowl of semi-circular crackers with panda faces printed in different colors. Some were light brown, some green, others pink. Jeong immediately grabbed a green one and shoved it in his mouth, eyeing the next bowl that descended before him (in fact, it seemed she was placing the bowls directly in front of Jeong, rather than between him and Adam). Adam recognized the snacks as gummy, gooey peach chews, and he stretched out his arm to grab one. The third and final one looked like cut-up hard-boiled eggs, which neither of them grabbed immediately. “How is the lesson going?” Aunt Bones asked Jeong, who smiled, pointed down at the mother in the book, then looked to Adam. “Mama!” Adam chirped; Seo-ya’s smile thinned slightly, and she patted Jeong’s head. “Good job, baby,” she praised before standing up and returning to the table where she had meticulously selected the snacks to clean up. Adam rolled his eyes and shrugged a single shoulder. ‘The system upgrade is ready. While it is in process, no other active services will be available. Passive services will remain unaffected. To begin, select the left eye. To cancel, select the right.’ “Hey Jeong,” Adam interrupted the Tweener’s babbling and pointed to the lump that was the two stuffed tigers. “Can we teach Little Boja, too?” “Yeah,” Jeong replied quickly, pulling at the blanket to expose the two stuffed tigers whose noses touched. Adam blinked as it dawned on him that Laohu must have an internal computer as well. He had been so relieved and excited that he hadn’t considered the how. He grinned as he stretched forward, taking hold of Little Boja’s head and turning him towards the book, but kept him within the blanket, which gave him the right angle to tap the left eye. ‘Great! Upgrade is starting now!’ Adam sat back and stared at Little Boja, his grin starting to fade as waves of realization began to hit him. Joomi must have received one or both of the recordings, as each one noted Zhang was being courted. The first featured the mere suggestion, alongside Yoon’s undignified observation that he had a crush on Joomi, while the second encompassed the whole of the dinner, Adam’s inadvertent reveal, and the urgency with which Zhang was going to be approached. His eyebrows knitted together as he questioned whether any of that was possible to process, then establish trust, build the computer in Laohu, and generate the Qin language plan… all in less than 24 hours. Then, worse, as his lips parted and he drew in a quiet breath, he had an epiphany about why they might have come to trust Zhang. Glancing at Jeong, the blonde’s heart rate spiked as fear began to seize him. She would never agree to marry him… And Kang would never allow it! …Right? But it would guarantee Zhang’s loyalty. …Shit! “Jeong…” Adam started quietly as his eyes fell to the book, his breathing turning so shallow that he almost sounded out of breath. “Does it teach… brother?” “Yeah,” Jeong nodded several times as he flipped a cardboard page and placed his finger on the Goryeoan sentence. He read it once, then pursed his lips and gave Adam a quizzical look. “Bigger or littler?” Adam’s lips thinned at the poor choice of words. “Bigger, but younger,” he stated as neutrally as possible. Jeong nodded and looked down, then his eyebrows tensed as he looked up at Adam again, quizzically, but with far more intent in his eyes than before. The blonde nodded slightly, then raised his eyebrows, trying to ask the natural follow-up question. Jeong looked surprised for a moment, then buzzed his lips in a laugh and looked down at the book. Adam’s nostrils flared, feeling like that didn’t actually answer his question. “Little… brother… is… dee-dee,” he translated and smiled, pointing to the baby. “Didi!” “Ooh, are you going to play house?” Seo-ya mused while her back was still turned and chuckled. “Is Adam your baby brother?” “No,” Adam blurted out in irritation, his cheeks burning red as he twisted toward the other toys in the area. “Little Boja is didi,” Jeong smiled as he patted the tiger’s head. “Laohu, too.” “Ohh, I see,” Seo-ya chuckled as she wiped down the table. “Hey,” Jeong said as he reached out and poked Adam’s cheek, causing the blonde to grimace and pull away. “New game?” Adam’s eyes dropped, then closed, and he took a breath; he could hear the subtle concern in Jeong’s voice, and it felt like their first reunion, but their roles were now reversed. Thinking back to his own priorities then, he had to remind himself that Jeong’s role here was to help him, and if Adam was hitting the mark right, it wasn’t just about getting him this upgrade. He smiled, opened his eyes, and looked at the Tweener with renewed appreciation and focus. Whatever the arrangement or reason was, he couldn’t do anything about it now. “Yeah, new game,” he agreed with a nod. The pair assessed the toys available and, unsurprisingly for both of them, the options were not great. There were blocks, stacking rings, the Ferris wheel thing Adam had used to pry open his onesie (he flashed a grin at that), some rattles, and a bin of assorted wheel carts. Squinting at it, Adam leaned forward and, though he cringed slightly at crawling, at least he was in good company for it. About halfway to the toys, he gasped in understanding that it was a train set with a wide variety of engines, cabooses, and in-between cars, all with magnetic attachments. He tilted his head to the side, wondering how they might manage to make it fun and engaging. “A race?” Adam asked, looking over his shoulder and grinning at Jeong, who showed a momentary burst of his old self before quickly melting back into childish giggles. A few minutes into selecting the components for their trains, they discovered the engine made noise when they connected it to a car, a genuinely delightful find. Once more, Aunt Bones gave them the space to just be, though she did periodically insist on drinking and snacking. Adam found that letting Jeong take the lead on interactions with her worked wonders, though he was going to have to figure out what to do when he eventually left. They tried sending their trains outward in a race, but without an incline to send them down, it didn’t work very well. Neither was inclined to see who could crawl faster (which Adam presumed was Jeong, given his longer limbs), so they pivoted to building out the longest train possible. When Seo-ya stepped out of the room, Jeong tapped his ear and raised an eyebrow curiously; Adam shook his head. Frowning, the Tweener looked down in thought, then crawled over to the blocks and inspected the letters. Adam grinned. “Auntie doesn’t think I should learn Goryeoan,” he explained as he pointed to the Albionic letters on the blocks. Jeong raised his eyebrows and nodded in understanding, briefly glancing towards the door where she had exited with their cups to refill, then down at the block in his hand. ‘Upgrade completed!’ Adam gasped, and Jeong looked at him expectantly; the blonde nodded, and Jeong grinned. ‘Please wait while I run the automated test to verify functionality and integrate the backlog!’ Adam smiled, remembering when he first heard this high-pitched, chipper voice for Little Boja. Jeong started stacking the blocks in front of a train and jutted his jaw towards the engine. “Choo-choo,” Jeong said, hilariously in his normal register, while still using baby talk. Adam let out a laugh and the Tweener grinned, but didn’t stop building up the wall. The blonde crawled over to the train and grabbed the engine, pulling it apart from the cart. “Go choo-choo.” Adam raised an eyebrow, and Jeong pointed his finger at the engine, his register still far too deep for the content of his words. “Make it go choo-choo!” “Oh,” Adam snorted and reconnected the carts, and the engine made its classic noise. Jeong nodded as he placed the final block on top and looked back towards the door, seeing Seo-ya was on her way back. “Adam!” Jeong chirped in his higher register now. “Listen choo-choo!” “Uh huh,” Adam agreed as he disconnected, then reconnected the pieces to make the sound. Jeong whined and lifted his hand, pointing to his ear, and repeated himself. Adam sniffed and pursed his lips. Listen to the train engine… earpiece… Ah! Maybe he meant to record it? “Uhh,” Adam looked down at the train, his upper lip curling as he tried to reason out how to baby-code the question. “Little - oh, uh, Didi listen?” “Yeah!” Jeong burst out excitedly, looking rather pleased at the chosen code. “Didi is, um…” ‘Tests have completed, Adam! I’m registering the code name Didi — that’s very clever! What would you like me to do?’ Adam’s eyes widened slightly as he stared forward, and his jaw went slack. Was Little Boja now… an AI? “Ooh, is someone making a poopie?” Seo-ya teased as she handed Jeong his cup, and the Tweener burst into a genuine laugh, which he quickly turned into a more childish giggle. Adam’s jaw snapped shut, and his nostrils flared with anger, but Jeong’s laugh cut the tension. The blonde smiled lazily, looked down, and shook his head. “No, Auntie Yaya, just gas,” he chuckled and looked up at her as he took his sippy cup. Seo-ya arched an eyebrow as she smirked at him, clearly having heard him but ignoring him, and bent over to check his diaper. Turning away from her to roll his eyes, he lifted the cup to his lips and took a few swigs while she pressed and smooshed the softening padding against him. “Soon,” she murmured to herself as she ran a hand over his hair. She double-backed to do the same check for Jeong, who effortlessly pointed to the wall of blocks while ignoring what she was actually doing. “Yes, very good!” She complimented him, patted his head, and turned toward the couch, reaching into her pocket to pull out her phone. The pair watched her for a moment, then looked at each other and nodded. “Jeong, I’m gonna grab Didi to listen to the train,” Adam explained as he set his cup down and twisted his body to crawl towards the two tigers. “Both, peas!” Jeong called out, and Adam nodded. ‘Hmm, listen to the train?’ Little Boja considered; Adam let out a stiff laugh through his nose, gobsmacked to hear the stuffed animal chattering away, and just as distracted by that as he was his inability to talk about or process it. ‘Since listening is passive, I’m going to assume it’s a code. Considering the tools I have, I’m going to assume you want me to record!’ “Yup!” Adam replied and paused, wondering if that made sense out loud or just to him. Wincing slightly, he placed both tigers precariously on his head and slowly crawled towards the train, pausing when a tiger fell off to put it back up. All the while, he repeated to himself to be careful in his replies to Little Boja. ‘Ready when you are! Just say ‘ready’ or ‘go’ or something fun, and I’ll record!’ “All right, so,” Adam said once he reached Jeong again, who clapped at the successful crawling balancing act and grabbed his stuffed tiger from off the blonde’s head. “Train destroys wall?” “Yeah!” Jeong pointed to the train. “Train choo-choo, then choo-choo into wall.” Adam stared down as he tried to parse that. “Make the train noise,” he murmured to himself as he placed a hand on the engine. “Then —“ “CHOO CHOO!” Jeong practically shrieked, causing Adam to nearly jump out of his skin. “Oh, indoor voice, baby,” Seo-ya grimaced. “Sorry, Yaya-nim,” Jeong whimpered. “Okay, okay. Choo choo,” Adam snorted, shaking his head as he moved the cart. “Ready?” “Ready!” Jeong chirped. ‘Ready!’ Little Boja chirped. Adam grinned and connected the carts, and the engine started up. ‘Got it! Now what?’ Adam looked to Jeong, but the Tweener pointed to the cart. “Only engine choo choo to wall,” he instructed. “But…” Adam stopped, staring down as he once again had to stop himself from immediately contradicting the man. The train engine only made noise when the cart was attached, as they had discovered. ‘Ohh, I get it!’ Little Boja replied in Adam’s ear excitedly. ‘Jeong is trying to show you one of the newest features! I can send recorded sounds out, not only back home, but to a speaker. Let me see if I can connect to the train first.’ Adam’s eyebrows rose up in surprise as he stared down at the toy train, gaped, then closed his mouth again. Jeong snickered just before taking another drink from his cup. ‘Got it! Let’s go! If you smash that engine into the wall of blocks, I’ll make the engine sound I just recorded!’ As promised, Adam plowed the toy train engine into the wall of blocks and the speaker blared the engine sound without much difference from when it connected to the cart. They each glanced nervously over at Seo-ya to see if she recognized that it shouldn’t have made a sound, but Adam blew a breathy laugh out his nose; of course she wasn’t paying attention. “Yaya-nim! Lookie!” Jeong declared as he pointed to the wall. Aunt Bones looked up, looked between the two of them, then to the mess of blocks. She let out a laugh and shook her head, returning her attention to her phone. “Good job, baby,” she replied casually, and hummed a follow-up chuckle. Jeong smiled proudly. ‘Great, that was fun! So what’s next?’ And so they passed the time figuring out what Little Boja could now do, which took much longer given the covert nature they had to operate in. It took the whole of the hour to verify that Little Boja could ‘see’ through the eyes, and not only now record visuals, but display them on a screen. That second half was unconfirmed, as Adam could not figure out how to test that without giving it away, but Little Boja was confident he could do it. Seo-ya continued in and out, as did Yoon, however the latter was significantly distracted from her usual predatory lingering. Shik and Zhang had emerged from the office and migrated to the bar on the opposite side of the room they were ‘playing’ in, which is when the activity began to pick up. The echo of the cavernous entryway carried their voices, but the content and words jumbled and distorted in the echo so much that it was difficult to hear specific details. But the mood was unmistakably jovial. And, as usual, this affected the whole house. Everyone was in good spirits, talking animatedly and Aunt Bones was no exception. Jeong was even affected by this, but for a very different reason. Grinning at Adam, at the first opportunity he could, he murmured in Qin, 『 Daddy supports big Mommy. 』 Adam smiled in gratitude, even if it didn’t fully convince him (in fact, the addition of ‘big’ to Mommy made his suspicions worse), but he at least wanted Jeong to think it did. Ultimately, he couldn’t shake a feeling that Zhang was either playing both sides, or life was about to be very different when this was all settled. Neither prospect was terribly reassuring. 『 Jeong, baby, come here, 』 Seo-ya beckoned as she stepped back into the room, and the Tweener quickly obeyed, crawling towards the edge of the play area. 『 Your Daddy’s almost ready to go. 』 『 Okay, Yaya-nim, 』 he acknowledged, putting his arms up to wrap around her as she lifted him up. Adam dipped his head down to hide his grin and chuckle when Seo-ya’s eyes went a little wide as she initially struggled to pull him up. That set Adam off on a brief tangent of wondering if Tweeners shouldn’t gain a bunch of weight to prevent Adoption (while rolling his eyes that a Little couldn’t do the same because they’d just look like a chubby baby in the eyes of Amazons). He flopped down onto his back and let out a sigh as he stared up at the ceiling, letting that topic drop as Jeong let out a giggle while the diaper tapes were ripped open and Aunt Bones made some kind of cooing noise at him. Adam ran his tongue over his front teeth, then ran it under his canine. His slip up with Seo-ya wasn’t over, he knew that. Just on pause while they had company, and that was ending soon, and while he appreciated the upgrades from Little Boja, none of it would help him fix that. He let out a small sigh, trying not to chastise himself too much; he couldn’t afford to waste what little free time he had to plan for how he’d explain it to her satisfaction. Adam closed his eyes to try and focus, letting the sounds of the waterfall, Seo-ya’s humming, and Jeong’s giggles to soften. Focusing on what he had learned in his time here: Seo-ya had dominion over him in this house, with very little care or input from Shik, excepting that whatever he did care about needed to be prioritized and accomplished without fault. Any failure to control or monitor him was her fault. Shik’s mood determined the temperature of the house. Seo-ya was capable of recognizing Adam’s – well, he wasn’t willing to say intelligence, but perhaps ‘more mature cognisance,’ while treating him and expecting him to act more childish, all with the end goal of compliance and, ideally, affection. Like with a pet, she wanted him to be able to listen and comply like a functional adult, while performing and loving like a child. He swallowed as he grimaced slightly, feeling his best option manifest amongst these observations, or at least, the best he could think of. He’d have to lean into some kind of complimenting her, while acknowledging he had been underselling his awareness. Act like he thought she knew, and his surprise before had been that she didn’t. 『 Such a good boy! 』Seo-ya sang quietly to Jeong, who gave her a hug that she warmly returned. Adam left his eyes closed, presuming he was next, but after a long delay, he opened his eyes to jump slightly, seeing the Tweener staring down at him. “Geez, give a man some space, Jeong,” Adam laughed as he rolled to the side and sat up. “Man?” Seo-ya chuckled, and Adam’s head snapped towards her; she was packing up the massive diaper bag. Jeong let out a giggle as he turned away from both of them, and Adam curled his nose up as he glared at her. She glanced his way and smirked, but both of their expressions fell the second they heard that malicious laugh. “A man, he says!” Yoon exclaimed in delight as she burst into the room as if emerging upon a stage, throwing her arms outward dramatically. While Seo-ya was caught off guard, this grand entrance elicited chuckles from the two men behind her and as she stepped further in, Shik stepped towards his wife while Zhang flanked Yoon’s side, smirking down at the playpen. Adam’s face, if not his entire body, turned red as his body felt momentarily paralyzed, unable to choose between horrified, angry, and embarrassed. “Oh, you poor thing,” Yoon teased, placing her hands on her knees as she leaned forward with a twinkle in her eye. “You really think that, don’t you?” Adam pressed his tongue to the roof of his mouth and clenched his jaw as he stared at her, doing his best not to glare. Jeong briefly looked to Adam with a flicker of concern, then twisted his body towards Zhang and reached his arms up towards him. “Daddy!” he greeted enthusiastically and Zhang nodded to him, but made no move to pick him up. Jeong’s arms lingered for a moment before he withdrew them and recoiled slightly, dropping his head. “Well?” Yoon goaded with a twitch in her eyebrows. Shik crossed his arms over his chest with a slight grin on his lips, while Seo-ya’s eyes darted between all of them in a silent but frantic assessment. “It’s a phrase,” Adam deadpanned as his hand jerked to dismiss the topic. “That’s all.” “So you agree?” Yoon pressed. “You’re not a man?” Adam’s eyes darted to Seo-ya instinctively, for despite recent events, she was the only one here capable of defending him. But Yoon’s pinned eyes drew his gaze back quickly, and he swallowed, his heart beating so hard it almost felt like it was in his throat. While he knew arguing with her was bone stupid, and likely what she wanted, agreeing would wound his pride without a guarantee that she would back down. And worst of all, it didn’t seem like disengaging was an option. “I’m…” he started as his vision went blurry, his entire nervous system trying to stop him from agreeing. For a few seconds, all he could hear was his breathing. He gasped when he saw Shik clearly chuckle, but no sound came to him, and he realized it wasn’t his own tunnel vision. The room was deafened. ‘It’s okay, Adam,’ Little Boja whispered in his ear. ‘Take your time. Breathe.’ Yoon’s eyebrows twitched as her amusement faltered. A jolt of adrenaline coursed through his body, and he made the decision to provoke, rather than give her any further room for suspicion. “I’m twenty-four!” Adam finally barked back as he leaned forward and pointed to his chest. As predicted, Yoon’s face lit up, and she threw her head back as she cackled in response. The sounds of the room came back the second words exited his mouth, and he dropped his head for a moment to mutter, “Thanks.” 『 You see – 』Seo-ya began. “Are you Mommy’s big strong man?” Yoon cackled as she ran her hand over the top of the play pen wall and began to circle it. Zhang looked at her, which drew his eye to the bag Seo-ya had packed, and he started toward it. Seo-ya looked to Shik, who shook his head and gestured for her to leave the room. Adam swallowed, and it caught in his throat for a second; his head pivoted between watching the predator circle him and the less aggressive predator being herded out of the room. “Did you come all this way,” Yoon continued as she looked up in thought. “Thinking you would be Joomi’s hero? Her knight in shining armor?” This time it was Zhang who chuckled, and Adam glared at him, then panic seized him as Seo-ya gave a worried look into the room, but was decidedly pushed out by her husband. “Oh, I love it,” Yoon professed as she brought her hands up to her chest and continued to walk the perimeter. “It’s so deliciously pathetic.” Adam jerked his head towards Yoon, nearly at the point of being unable to process his indignation, now overwhelmed with fear. Shik wasn’t returning. He had taken Seo-ya out of the room and left with her, leaving him with Yoon, Zhang, and Jeong. The only people who had any kind of familial obligation had just abandoned him. 『 Daddy? 』 Jeong asked in a worried tone, his eyes darting between Zhang and Yoon as he slowly began crawling closer to the Yamatoan. “What did you think you could offer her?” Yoon asked somewhat rhetorically, scoffing and laughing as she apparently tried to think of her own answers. Nearing the end of a full circle around the play pen, she lifted a booted leg one at a time and entered what he now realized had felt more like a protective border than a prison at this point, an illusion she had effortlessly shattered. Adam leaned his body backward, and he threw his arms back to keep himself propped up, wishing desperately to flee her, but crawling meant turning his back… and like any prey, instinct told him to keep his eyes on her. “The only thing you have to give anyone,” Yoon continued, her tone dipping into a deeper register. Her features still showed amusement, but her smile and muscles were relaxed now, her pupils dilated and fixed on him. In a few steps, she loomed over him like a mountain, then slowly crouched to close the distance, angling her head to the side. She reached her hand out and pushed him onto his back, causing him to gasp, and she pinned him down with her index and middle finger. “Is the perfect example of what a weak,” she paused as she walked her fingers down his stomach. “Pitiful.” Adam held his breath as her fingers crossed the threshold of the diaper’s waistband and pressed into the padding. “And worthless man looks like.” “So you agree,” Adam said with a shiver, his voice cracking with fear as he braced for what he was about to say. “What?” she asked with a squint in her eyes. “Y-you agree,” he repeated as he swallowed, trying to moisten his dry mouth. “I am… a man.” Yoon was caught off guard, if only slightly by this, but more so when Zhang burst out into a laugh. Her head jerked up, and Adam took in the towering predator’s flushed cheeks. 『 You have to admit, 』 Zhang laughed as he stomped one leg into the playpen, then the next. 『 He got you there. 』 Her upper lip snarled, and although she looked close to saying something, she looked like she was biting the air to keep whatever words came to mind from escaping. Her face still slightly red, she glared down at him, and she grabbed his face, pressing his cheeks together. She lingered, glaring at him, her nostrils flaring as she breathed through her nose, then flashed him a smirk. “I’m going to have so much fun with you,” she threatened in a low voice and released his face. She stood up, glowered down at him, and lingered, towering over him for a few seconds before letting out a menacing chuckle and stepping over him. “You’ll make a wonderful addition to the Zhang family, Adam.” Jeong gasped just as a pacifier was shoved into his mouth, and he shot a look at Zhang, who ignored him. The Yamatoan swooped down, grabbing Laohu and Jeong’s ceremonial blanket, and briefly glancing at Adam, who remained on his back on the floor, his hands and arms shaking. 『 See you tonight, 』 Zhang said in Qin, and Jeong barely had time to send a panicked look towards the blonde before the Yamatoan stood and walked out, all while Yoon chuckled in the background.

Oh, I have hard down there!  Lots of hair!  I don't plan on getting rid of it either!  I don't know the percentage overall of how many people have hair or not and I don't plan on peering down everyone's underwear to find out, but I have hair!  Hair on my head, hair as a moustache, chest hair, pubic hair, hair on my legs and probably some other places.

I tried one package of them when they first came out.  Every top left tape in the package tore loose from the back.  I haven't used them since, but my opinion?  ATN?  NO WAY!    Might be a moderate 3 or 4 hour day diaper if you are careful, but never all through the night or even half way through the night.