Part 2

As soon as he forced down as much orange juice and Pop Tart as he could 
Josh decided that he wanted to try and go potty just in case. He didn't 
want to have an accident in front of all the people at the airport. 
Josh tried to get up and he hurt. Normally, all that hurt was his legs, 
but he had slept really funny and his back hurt too.

"Mommy!" he wailed.

"Yes honey, what do you want?" she replied.

"Can you help me go potty?"

"Yes!"

She came into his room and carried him to the bathroom.

"How come you need help today? Are your legs hurting really bad?" she 
asked.

"Yes, and I think I slept wrong on my back too cause it hurts."

"That's okay if you stretch out a bit before you go and take it easy 
today you will be okay."

"Okay."

Josh tried to go potty and was not very successful.

"Mommy, what do I do if I have an accident?"

"Well, you have Pull-Ups on, but maybe you better wear a diaper because 
your Pull-Up is pretty wet just by looking at it."

"WET, WHAT!?!?! But I didn't wet."

"Yes you did. Your Pull-Up is soaked."

"But but I I I...didn't know." he sobbed.

"Shhh shh, it's okay. You're tired. After all it's only 4:00 A.M. and 
you've been napping here and there for the past hour."

"Okay," he replied.

Josh's mom changed him into a diaper. The whole time he clutched his 
blankie tightly and sucked his thumb. They would be leaving soon...and 
although he was excited, he was also a little nervous about flying. He 
had never been on an airplane before and he was a bit scared about what 
would happen. His thoughts were disrupted by mom saying something about 
putting his flannel lounge pants on so he would be comfortable. She 
slid his pants on and picked him up and rocked him.

"I'm going to miss you so much. You have a good time. Dad has 
everything ready, so you will be leaving now."

"Yay...bye mommy I am going to miss you a lot, too. I'll have fun!"

Dad pulled pushed his chair in the front door. His chair really wasn't 
a wheelchair they just called it a chair as it was so much easier to 
say than stroller. It pretty much resembled a stroller in about every 
way. It leaned back so he could sleep and was padded and decorated in 
babyish patterns. The only real difference was the fact that he was 10 
years old and not 2 anymore. He was still small for his age and fit a 
baby stroller pretty nicely. He was still able to recline and sleep as 
fell as rest his feet on the rest below. To him it was just like a 
wheelchair because he was old enough not to need a stroller, but had a 
medical condition that required it. Also, some of his friends secretly 
told him that they had to ride in strollers while they were there 
because they had to walk so much during the day. Josh climbed into his 
stroller and immediately laid back, started to suck his thumb, and then 
wailed.

"Blankie, blankie!"

He looked back to see his mom holding on to his blankie. She was 
clutching it and holding back tears. This was the first time her baby 
was going somewhere without her and she was a bit sad. Of course, she 
wanted to go with, but circumstances at work held her back so she was 
going to instead spend her extra time with her sisters and her mom. 
After Josh had received his blankie back, Misty went into the kitchen 
and retrieved a sippy cup filled with juice and handed it to him. Dad 
then strolled him to the car and put the seat back so he could sleep. 
Their flight was due to leave at 6:45 A.M and it was now approaching 
4:30 A.M. They drove away and arrived at the airport in about 10 
minutes. Josh climbed back into his stroller, but dad told him not to 
sleep as he was going to have to get out right away anyway so they 
could check the stroller. Between the two of them they managed to have 
one very large suitcase containing their clothes and some water and 
extra snacks for their trip. They also had one backpack which had 
Josh's extra diapers, some snacks, two sippy cups, stuff for Josh to do 
and a book and the newspaper for his dad amongst other small things. 
They arrived at the ticket area and got their tickets and checked their 
bag and the stroller. Josh's dad then picked him up and carried him. He 
felt a wonderful feeling because he saw all the other smaller kids 
there being carried while they contentedly sucked their thumbs and 
cuddled with their blankies. Josh decided to do the same and ended up 
drifting off only to be suddenly startled by his dad telling him to 
stand up. He groggily obliged the request and moved forward when his 
dad pulled his hand. They arrived at the x-ray machine and Josh had to 
put his blankie through. He spent 2 minutes tearing up and thinking it 
would never come out again. He reluctantly put it in and walked through 
the machine. He made it through and his blankie was awaiting him at the 
end. Dad suggested a stop at the bathroom for a quick change. They went 
in and headed straight for the handicapped stall. Josh's dad quickly 
changed him so not to embarrass him. Of course, Josh had been 
completely soaked and had not noticed he went. He stood up and waited 
for his dad to finish his business. As soon as Ron turned around and 
saw his son appearing ghostly white and tears streaming down his eyes 
he got a little worried.

"What's wrong?" asked dad.

"I'm afraid...and...I had a accident," he said around his thumb.

"It's okay, son...you'll be just fine. I know the accidents are no fun. 
I used to have them when I was your age, too. They'll go away. If it 
happens, you know that no one but yourself will know. You have 
protection." With that said, Ron picked up his shaking son and carried 
him out.

"Would some hash browns at McDonald's make you better?"

"Yes!" Josh said excitedly.

They ordered hash browns as well as some sandwiches and went to their 
gate to eat. Josh ate most of his and picked at the sandwich. Of course 
ordering a sandwich for Josh meant eating two sandwiches plus your own 
hash browns. So, Ron was filled up as he hadn't had breakfast. The 
coffee soon circulated in his veins and he realized that Josh had to be 
thirsty. He pulled out one of the sippy cups and handed it to him. Josh 
grabbed it and began to drink. The whole time a nearby lady stared at 
them in disbelief.

"How old is your son?" She asked.

"He's four," Ron replied.

"Oh, I thought so. He is really very mature and handsome for his age. I 
guess those traits must come from you and your wife. He seems very 
happy."

"He is," Ron answered. As it was 6:00 in the morning and he'd been up 
since two and had had only a few hours of sleep he didn't feel like 
explaining why his ten year old still sucked his thumb, carried his 
blankie, and drank from a sippy cup. He could have given her the real 
reason, but some people just didn't understand. The real reason was 
that he felt emotionally content with being nurtured as if he were four 
and as his parents had no problem with it then the public didn't need 
to put its nose in either so he just left his sons age at four. Josh 
began to nod off and soon wanted to curl up in his fathers lap so he 
decided that it would be best if they walk around a bit. Ron didn't 
want his son to sleep through his first airplane ride and Josh really 
needed a solid nap that wasn't constantly interrupted as he became 
really crabby. They decided to go and look out the windows, which 
warranted about 100 questions about why airplanes look the way they do. 
They began boarding at 6:15 A.M. and about that time Josh began really 
shaking. He whimpered as they got closer and as soon as they were going 
to give their tickets Josh really began to suck his thumb. Ron looked 
down to notice his son in distress and picked him up just before they 
handed over their tickets. The lady at the counter looked at him and 
asked why he was crying.

"I think he is a little scared. This is his first flight and he has no 
idea what to expect."

"Aaawww, poor dear. Hopefully this might make him feel a bit better," 
She replied and handed over a certificate saying that it was his first 
flight and she gave him a soft dog to cuddle. They walked down the ramp 
and made their way to their seat. They had a pretty good sized airplane 
and had two seats together right by the window. No one else was in 
their row so that would make for an easier flight. As soon as everyone 
was seated they showed the safety demonstrations and the plane began to 
taxi to the runway. Josh really began to cry.

"Whatever you do, just keep sucking your thumb. It will make the 
takeoff easier. What's going to happen is they are going to stop and 
then start to go really fast. We will be in the air before you know 
it."

Josh began to vigorously suck his thumb and he started to shake really 
bad. A bit of panic spread through his body when he realized he didn't 
have his blankie. Noticing his sons fear and his shaking, Ron covered 
his son up and put his arm around him and tried his best to rock him. 
Then the plane began to go faster and faster and after a bit they were 
in the air. Just as they became airborne Josh wet his pants out of 
fear, but began to calm down a bit and look out the window. He got a 
bit excited and couldn't help but exclaiming," I'm going to Disney 
World." As soon as they hit altitude and were in for a two hour flight 
Ron assured his overly tired son that he could go to sleep and without 
protest he put his head in his dad's lap, thumb in his mouth, and safe 
and secure in his diapers. Two hours later Josh awoke to the captain 
saying, "fasten your seatbelts" and he noticed his mouth was really 
dry. He told his dad he was "tirsty" and wanted his sippy. Luckily the 
backpack was on the floor. As soon as landing began Josh got a bit 
nervous. He started to realize how wet he was and noticed he was 
wetting just then. He tried as hard as he could to stop but more and 
more came out and he got wetter and wetter. He began to sob a bit and 
his dad passed it off as him being afraid in which he was, but the wet 
spot between his legs was now the size of a baseball. As soon as the 
plane touched down Josh pointed out his accident.

"Good thing your mom packed you extra pants. We are going to have to 
change you before we meet our driver to take us to our hotel."

Ron carried Josh off the plane and beelined it to the bathroom. He laid 
Josh on the floor and changed his as quick as possible and made sure to 
wipe him down everywhere with the wipe to prevent a rash outside the 
diaper area. He put a diaper on him and dug around in the bag for 
pants. All he found were some pants that had blue from Blue's Clues on 
them. Josh decided he would have to settle with that and stood up to 
get them on. After being cleaned up, Josh walked alongside his dad to 
baggage claim where they got his stroller and their shared suitcase. 
Their driver carried the bag while Ron carried Josh on one side and the 
stroller on the other. They got to the car and Josh was put in a 
carseat. "But I'm too old."

"You are too small for the regular seat, honey," was all his dad 
replied. Josh took that answer and made it time to suck his thumb and 
rub his blankie against his cheek. He was tired, but didn't want to 
sleep. The only thing he wanted to do was suck his thumb. He kind of 
wished he was in the hotel room so he could get into a better position. 
Even though he didn't really understand he knew that he liked how 
diapers felt when they were pressed firmly against his privates. He 
also loved the feeling after he wet. Now that he was getting used to 
his accidents he wasn't so surprised when they happened. He noticed the 
warm fuzzy feeling he got when he had them. Even though he had wet his 
bed for almost ever and wet himself a lot at school he never was in wet 
pants long enough to notice how they felt. The 20-minute drive from the 
airport passed quickly and without evening noticing it Josh had drifted 
off and was fast asleep. As soon as they arrived at their hotel Josh 
was placed in his stroller and they were off to check in. Check in went 
pretty fast. They arrived in their room which consisted of a bathroom, 
sink, mirror, TV, two beds, a table/desk, a dresser and some chairs. It 
wasn't home, but it would have to do. Josh was placed in bed where he 
immediately flipped to his stomach. Ron turned away because he knew 
what his son was doing as he'd done it himself long ago when he had 
accidents just like him. Although he knew Josh really was having 
accidents he and his wife also knew that Josh loved the secure feeling 
he got and loved the feelings he got, too. Ron swelled with pride at 
how much he knew his baby boy was loved and how he was very happy and 
was showing him one of his favorite childhood places. 45 minutes passed 
and Josh was awake. He became excited and was ready to go see Mickey. 
They had lunch at Chef Mickey's at 11:00 and it was about 10:15 AM so 
they decided to go on their way. Josh was changed quick and placed in 
the stroller. Blankie was made sure to be there and he was given a 
fresh sippy cup. Ron used the restroom and they were well on their 
way...

MORE TO COME!