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I am starting the week off as is usual for me with "Messy Monday Morning" as I sit here in my wet and now poopie Vivo diaper and blue printed plastic pants. I wet during the night and went potty in my diaper within 10 minutes after I got out of bed. I won't change right away, and I am fortunate because I don't mind changing and cleaning up, simply a perfunctory responsibility to get fresh and sweet smelling for the day.

i really like lunchables! i don’t like this but other people might, apple sauce, but i do like chicken nuggies, mac n cheese and like i did before lunchables

Sherri well when I was 12 Abigail and I met her mother told me that she wore diapers, but my sister had told her mother that I also used in was wearing a premium diaper. So when we first hung out together, we were both diapered. She had actually made a big turd in her diaper that afternoon when I first met her. I think she was a little embarrassed, but tried to pretend she hadn’t pooped in her diaper so I just went along with it actually soon or a baby an hour after we were together I made a big turd in my diaper so she wasn’t so self-conscious.

Is there types of food you like when little? I am always trying to expand my list of little foods. I really like strawberry milk and snack packs with apples and goldfish crackers when I am little. 

29. Family Drama “Who’s your friend, Tess?” Gabby called out, winding down the window of her truck as she pulled up. “Want to introduce us?” “I… uhh…” Tess stammered, not sure what to say. She took a half step away from Spike, then realised the automatic movement could be seen as an insult, and reversed it. Then she belatedly realised that her hand was still clasping his, and let go. She certainly didn’t want her cousin to get the wrong idea; even if it turned out to be the right idea after all if she ever found the courage to ask. “Breathe,” he whispered, with just a trace of the same comedy accent he had put on earlier. The comment found its mark, reminding Tess in the best way possible not to imitate one of Carly’s semi-coherent verbal meltdowns out of nerves. “This is my friend Spike. He was supposed to be meeting a friend, but they didn’t show. He offered to walk with me back from the bus stop, while he had nothing to do and didn’t know if his friend was going to call with a new plan.” “A thoughtful boy, then. I can appreciate that. But it’s too cold for standing around on the driveway. You should at least come inside before anything freezes and drops off.” When they got inside the house, Tess put her bag down by the door, and didn’t go up to her room. It wouldn’t have been right, going where Spike wouldn’t be able to follow, and after Gabby’s earlier chilly reception, Tess didn’t want to leave the two of them alone. Gabby showed a lot less than her usual hospitality. She was directly abrasive, asking Spike questions like some kind of interrogation, and not listening when Tess tried to get her to calm down a little. Before long, Tess was really starting to think that she had done something to offend her cousin; and she was starting to think that she would never be able to invite a friend around here again. Normally if she had problems at home, or something she didn’t know how to react to, her response would be to try not to think about it until she could ask Spike for advice; he always knew the right thing to say. But now he was the target of an almost unbelievable level of anger from Gabby, and Tess didn’t know who else to turn to. While Gabby was looking away, she had been worried enough to text her parents asking for advice. She wasn’t sure what time of day it would be for them, but reaching out to them would surely be better than feeling helpless while she watched someone whose opinion she really valued tearing into one of her best friends. Spike himself didn’t actually seem too bothered; he was probably used to feeling unwelcome at the dinner table. But to Tess, it felt almost like she was the one on trial here. She was almost relieved when Ffrances came home and almost immediately stepped into a mediator role. The phone rang, and Ffrances was the one to pick that up as well, when Gabby seemed to be too busy staring at Tess and Spike. She walked through to the next room, and Tess again felt like she was being accused of something, and she wasn’t even sure what. Thankfully it wasn’t long before Ffrances returned, but Spike was already aware that he somehow wasn’t welcome here, and was rushing to leave . Ffrances tapped Gabby on the head, maybe trying to get her to realise she was being unreasonable, before dashing out of the front door after him. Gabby did try to make some kind of apology, but it was clear she had missed the point. She didn’t think Tess was old enough to be spending time with boys, at all, and she would only say she was sorry for being too blunt with her opinions. She still refused to believe that there was nothing serious between the two of them, and Tess found it hard to argue the point when she couldn’t stop wishing that she was wrong. As soon as the dinner plates were washed, Tess went up to her room and started on her homework. She had Clatter open on her phone as well, and tried to tell Kim and Chloe what had happened. It was a hard thing to get through, worrying that her new home wouldn’t feel like a home at all. Gabby came in twice, offering first conversation and then wine, but Tess couldn’t bring herself to respond. She just focused on her work until the door closed again behind her. This should have been a joyful day, introducing the first of her friends to her new home, and seeing how much Gabby would appreciate Spike’s willingness to help with the housework. She couldn’t imagine how it had gone wrong so quickly. An hour and a half later, there was a faint knock on the door. Again, Tess said nothing. She couldn’t get over Gabby’s behaviour, and she didn’t even know what to say. “Tess?” It was Ffrances’s voice, and Tess mumbled a response. She still didn’t know what she should be saying; and she worried that she had disrupted the calm life that the two of them had before. Ffrances had tried to deescalate the situation over dinner, but she hadn’t had much success, and Tess didn’t want to be responsible for an argument between the two older people in the house. “Tess? Spike said he was nervous about going home. He wanted to jog back to Raybridge, so that he’d arrive after his brother was asleep. It’s a feeling I recognise.” “Did you talk to Duke?” Tess muttered, wondering just how bad the situation was now. “His stepfather, I guess? No. Gabby said I should but I don’t think that would be appropriate. After I heard what he had to say, and what your parents said on the phone, I decided that taking him home wouldn’t be good for his mental health, and would possibly put him at risk. I took him to Pine Ridge instead, that’s how I got back so fast. I’ve got a camp bed in my office, for emergencies. There’s cereal and instant ramen in the cupboards there, and it’s not the first time I’ve offered the space to a young person in that kind of situation.” “Thanks. I didn’t expect… Why is she so…?” “I think he reminds her of somebody from her past. I’ve told her to get over herself, but you can rest assured that I am going to keep on calling her out on this until she starts acting rationally. You have enough to deal with, so don’t let her add to it. And trust me, she is trying.” “Thanks. I think she’s been under stress at work lately as well. She’s going out earlier, coming back later. Rushing to get all the cleaning done at weekends. I wonder if she’s just on edge because of that.” “It could be. But that’s no excuse to take it out on you, or your friends. But speaking of tidying, I found something that you might find amusing.” She held out a photograph; an ancient print, or something that might have come from an old Polaroid camera. It was blurred and the colours were distorted on one half, where it must have been partly under bright light for a couple of years. “What’s this?” Tess asked, staring at the image. It showed a young woman and a small child playing in the park, but she couldn’t make out anything beyond that. “You and Gabby. Ten years ago, or a little more. I found it going through all the stuff she’s got piled up in the box room. I was trying to put away those fancy dresses she lifted out for you, I didn’t think you’d wear them again, but she’s got more things there than even I realised.” “Wow. I was tiny!” “Yeah. But the thing that struck me was that you’re both smiling there. So happy. I was going to show you this as a little surprise, see if it brings you both a chuckle at how things have changed. But now I’m wondering if it might have other benefits, as a reminder of how it felt to be young. A time when you were both having fun, and she didn’t feel like she needed to take responsibility for everything. I think that as well as being fun, it might help her to be more understanding if she can remember how it felt in those days. Maybe a little embarrassing too, but she’s mature enough to laugh at herself over something like that.” “Yeah. Thanks,” Tess said, feeling her smile return for the first time since she’d got home. “That sounds like a great idea. And…” she hesitated for a second. “One thing she said before. She said you knew hypnosis.” “That’s right. I use it with my clients in therapy. And for some fun things as well. Sometimes the boundary isn’t particularly clear. If it comes to helping your cousin remember how it feels to be your age, I’m sure that’s within my capabilities. But only if she wants to. That’s my rule, I will only do things that someone has agreed to. So perhaps I’ll ask Gabby if she’s willing to try it. And if there’s anything you want to try, even if it’s a little out of the ordinary, then please ask me.” “I will,” Tess nodded, though she wasn’t sure if that day would ever come. Perhaps she’d already managed to overcome her bedwetting problem on her own, so there was no need for her to do anything about it. “Good. Thank you. And if you don’t mind, it might be better not to mention the photo to her yet. I’m hoping to surprise her with it tomorrow, and some other things I found. I can’t wait to see the look on her face.” By then, somehow, the earlier drama didn’t seem so serious. Tess was still  worried about Spike, and whether he would ever want to come back. But she at least knew that Gabby was willing to learn, and that Ffrances would have her back. Maybe she would be able to stop worrying, at least long enough to enjoy a vintage movie from Ffrances’s collection. The two of them went back downstairs to give it a try.