Daddy David

Little kids always like to do things themselves. They're still babies. My kid is between 1-3. He does what he's told, but I make sure he has playtime. It's okay to pretend you want to be a big boy or girl, as long as you have proper supervision and good boundaries.

I found out this had been done to my stepdad when he was a kid. He had a bed wetting problem that began when he was 4 or 5. He would often have wet pants, too. He said he would hardly get any warning that he had to pee, and that some would always leak out before he could get to the potty. So his parents began diapering him at night, and they'd keep him in training pants during the day. He said his mother was diapering him through his teens, and that although she went through a period of humiliating him for it, she eventually stopped doing that. As I understand it, he wasn't able to get much control over his bedwetting until his late teens or early twenties. When I grew quite a bit bigger than him during high school, I saw an opportunity, and I decided to take it. I put him right back into diapers again. I was probably 16 or 17 by then. Not only was I bigger than him now, but I was in football, and I was pretty jacked. It wasn't even that difficult, because he still often had "accidents" at night, and I began mentioning it to him. Then I began mentioning it where he thought others might hear me. I began telling him that if he just went back to wearing diapers again, he wouldn't have to be so worried about it. Then I went and got some for him, and just told him one night that since I didn't intend to waste my money, he was going to wear them. I just made him lay down, and put a diaper on him right then and there. If he'd thought he had any choice in the matter, he was wrong. Which he quickly found out. Yeah, he tried to whine about it, and even struggled a little, the first couple of times. But he quickly found out it was a waste of effort, and the result was the same in the end. He'd whine, and try to fight, then he'd be diapered and tucked into bed anyway. If he didn't whine and fight, I'd take him down to the living room in his diaper and t-shirt, and let him watch TV with me for a while, before I'd put him to bed. Then I'd take his wet diaper off shortly before it was time to drive me to school. On weekends, I'd sometimes change him into a nice dry diaper until lunch time or later, depending on his mood (basically, how well he behaved). It didn't take me very long, and I had him in diapers full time. It's amazing what having just a few pictures can accomplish. He's adorable, with a binky and a bib. I ended up switching him to Crinklz and Bambinos. Now that he knew I was in charge and he wasn't, he was a whole lot easier to get along with. I ended up moving out after high school. I went to college, and had a couple of kids. When they were toddlers, my mother ended up leaving him. So I convinced him to move in with me and my girlfriend and kids. Now that diapers were a staple in my house, it wouldn't be a big deal to have three in diapers, instead of two. Of course, he still needed diapers at night, anyway. Whether he did or not, I told him he would be wearing them, and I'd be putting him in them to be sure he was diapered for beddy-bye time. Once he had no place to go, I told him "my house, my rules", and that either I was putting him back in diapers full time, or he could just move out. I knew he couldn't afford to, by that point, and since I own my own contracting business, I was taking him to work with me every day, to various job sites. So he was always under my supervision, and basically, in my care. And I managed his money and his bills. And like I said, just a couple of pictures does wonders. Just the slightest suggestion of putting him over my knee, and spanking his fat little diaper, gets his attention very quickly, too! He knows who's in charge in my house, and it's not him. His diapers are a constant reminder of that for him. He's never, ever, allowed to change his own diapers, either. I ended up taking him to a urologist, to find out what's going on with him. It was adorable to have him there in his Bambinos. Seems that it doesn't take much urine, and his bladder goes into overdrive, and spasms. No matter how he tries to hold it, he's usually going to leak, or wet his diaper. He asked me what the doctor said, but I told him they didn't find anything. I guess they have medicine for it, but I don't think we'll be getting any, at this late stage in the situation. I mean really, why bother? I'd just keep him in diapers anyway. Then again, it might be fun if he could actually keep his diaper dry for a while, and I just didn't take them off so he could go potty. I did have to retrain him a little when he moved in. Back at his house, if he acted out or misbehaved, I would put him in cloth diapers and plastic pants, or an AIO. I had to do that at my house again a few times, until he got used to the fact that I was in charge again, and he was not. Sadly, he doesn't act up that often these days. Still, he has his binky often during the day, and a baby bottle at night. And at home, I always make him use a sippy cup. He was about 32, the first time I started making him wear his diapers again. He's in his fifties, now. He's been living in my home about five years now. Of course my toddlers have grown out of their dipeys, but of course he's still snug and secure in his chubby little baby pants. Sometimes, keeping immature people in diapers isn't a punishment to them at all. It's a blessing for them. I'm never mean to him. I pay a lot of attention, and treat him just exactly as I did my other toddlers. With lots of playing and cuddles. And I take good care of him, just like a baby. All in all, I'd say he's a happy little guy now. He's safe, dry, and pretty secure in his surroundings. Daddy David