MARC AND FRED’S AVENTURES

Chapter 5

Original title: Les aventures de Marc et Fred

Author: bebemanu ([email protected])

Date: June 2005

Translation: bebemanu ([email protected])

Date: August 2005

Public: All public

Summarized: A young boy tells, how his mother, put him back in diapers, at 11 years old.

Reproduction and publication, even partial, prohibited without obtaining the preliminary authorization of the author, the translator, and/or the editor.

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The following day, Camille went up to awake the boys. She came in Marc’s room and saw that he was already awaked. She approached him, kissed him, and said to him:

-Hello my baby, did you sleep well?

-Hello mom. Yes, I slept well.

-You are not wet too much?

-Not, that seems to go.

-Very well, get up and go down to lunch, you will change afterwards.

-Okay mom.

Marc rose, slipped on his slippers, and went down to the kitchen to lunch. Camille smiles when he passed in front of her because his diaper had obviously undergone several pees this night, and it was now rather bulky under the Marc’s pyjama. She moved towards Fred’s room, opened the door and came in. Fred seemed still deadened, and Camille approached the bed. While approaching, she heard an odd noise in direction of Fred. When she was beside Fred, she realized that he cried. She was put herself on her knees and put a hand on his head while saying:

-What’s happening to you my darling? Why do you cry?

Fred was turned over, and, the eyes full with tears, he took refuge in the arms of his mother while crying more. Camille passed her hand in his hairs and said again to him:

-Fred, please, says to me why you’re crying?

Fred didn’t say anything and always cried. Camille passed her hand in his back to take him in his arms, and she discovered that Fred’s pyjamas were wet until the middle of the back. She understood then why his son cried. He had wet his bed one time moreover.

-You cry because you made pee with the bed?

Fred shook the head while remaining refuge in the arms his mother.

-But you shouldn’t cry for that my darling. I know that you can nothing there. Come there my big baby.

She took Fred in her arms and took him along to the bathroom. She posed him by ground, and said to him:

-Well, dries your tears. You don’t have to cry for that.

Camille approached the bath-tub and made run water. She was turned over then, and stripped Fred. He didn’t say anything and was let his mother do. Usually, when his mother stripped him, he answered that he wasn’t anymore a baby, and that he washed himself. What had, usually, for effect to make leave Camille. But today, he didn’t say anything, and let himself do while crying. Camille withdrew his pyjama’s jacket to him, then his pyjama’s bottom. Camille thinks that Fred was really not well, because usually, when she came in his room or the bathroom and that he was naked; he put his hands in front of his sex. This morning, he didn’t do anything of it and was let himself do submissively. Fred was now naked in front of his mother. She took him in her arms, deposited him in the bath-tub, and washed him. Fred always didn’t say anything, and let himself do. He had stopped crying and thought that after all, it was quite pleasant which his mother occupies of him kind. He reminded himself there a few years ago, when his mother washed him morning and evening. It was the time when he still wore diapers. Time that, he wished to find more than all. He was in a hurry to be at Wednesday of the following week to go to see the urologist. He nevertheless wondered what this one was going to say to him, and if he would say to his mother to put him back in diapers. Once the finished toilet, Camille dressed Fred as she made it when he was 3 years old, and this one was let himself do. Camille thinks that Fred was really not well in his head to let himself do like a baby without very reacting. Once dressed, Camille said to him:

-Well, go to lunch my big boy.

Fred stopped in front of his mother, put his arms around his neck, and said to her:

-Thank you mom. I love you.

-Me too. I love you my darling. She answered him by making him a big kiss.

They came down both and are sate at the table to lunch. Marc finished his hot chocolate and went up to wash himself and get dressed. He was now the school time, and each one took again his daily routine.

The day preceded all that there is moreover more normally. While returning to the house the evening, Fred suddenly had to pee very badly, and he arrived just in time to avoid the accident. Marc arrived one hour later. They were both making their duties when Camille returned in its turn.

-Hello the boys, all is ok?

-Yes mom. They answered in heart.

Camille saw them and made them a kiss.

-You took a collation?

-Not yet.

-Well, I occupy myself of it.

-Okay mom.

Camille prepared to them a piece of bread with apricot jam. The boys made a pause in their duties in order to take the collation that their mother did. They were carefully not to stain their books. Once their duties finished, they went up in Marc’s room and played the console. Fred sat down by ground beside his brother, and they made a part with two players. Camille went up a little later and said to them to go to wash ourselves. Fred rose and went to take his shower. His mother was in his room when he left and he was surprised to find her there. He was naked and was stupid to be in front of his mother. He reddens and hurried to thread his pyjama’s bottom. Camille smiles and says to him:

-You know Fred, you don’t have to redden to be naked in front of me, and I’m your mother. And then who washed you this morning? Weren't you naked in front of me?

-Yes mom, it’s true.

Fred finished getting dressed quietly. Camille had sat on Fred’s bed and she said to him:

-Come beside me to seat you my big boy, it’s necessary that we speaks a little both.

Fred sat down beside his mother and said to her:

-What is there mom?

-I spoke with dad about the diapers.

-What did he say?

-He said me to do for best. I answered him that we will warn according to what the urologist will say to you. But I think that even if he’s not hot so that you wear back some diapers, I would let to you wear some nevertheless.

-Really? Fred answered very excited.

-Yes, because I think that you have the right not to awake you in a soaked bed the morning. Therefore, I would do like for Marc.

-It means that Wednesday evening I will wear back some diapers?

-There are strong chances my darling. You are happy?

-Yes, because I wouldn’t awake anymore in a soaked bed.

-Well, I go down again to finish preparing the meal of this evening.

Camille left the room and stopped in front of Marc’s one to say to him:

-Marc, go to wash yourself big baby. You will call me when you’ll leave the bathroom; I will go up to put on you your diaper.

-Okay mom.

-Mom...

-Yes Fred?

-Can I put Marc’s diaper on him?

-Oh... Ok Fred, if you want.

-It’s necessary that I involve myself.

-As you want my big boy, you will put the diaper to your brother when he leaves the bathroom. Don’t forget to put to him some cream before.

-Okay mom...

Camille went down again to the kitchen, Marc passed the joystick to his brother and left to wash himself. Fred played since a small moment when he was took of a sudden desire of pee. He posed the joystick, and came down and precipitated to the toilets. He was time because he will not have been able to retain himself one second more. It was well the first time that that arrived to him. He passed by the kitchen and drunk large glass of water. His mother asked him why he was come down while running. When he had explained to him why, she wrinkled the eyebrows as a sign of interrogation. Fred left the kitchen and went up in the room of his brother. Marc had left the bathroom. He was playing the console while waiting for Fred goes up. He was naked and that made smile Fred.

-Well, poses the joystick and come to lengthen you on the bed, big baby.

-I arrive...

Marc rose and lay on his bed by drawing aside the legs. Fred opened the first drawer the cupboard, took a diaper, a plastic pant, and some cream. He coated with cream the buttocks and the intimate parts of his little brother with a certain apprehension because it was the first time that he touched him kind, and that somewhat badly returned it at ease. Once that he had spread out the cream well everywhere, he says to Marc to raise his buttocks, and slipped below the diaper which he had just opened. He asked to Marc to put down hiss buttocks on the diaper, folded back the front of this one on the pubis of his brother, and adjusted the adhesives. Although he either was caught there in three times, he was satisfied with the result. He threaded to him his plastic pant and again made him raise the buttocks in order to pass the plastic pant over the diaper.

-Here is, the baby has his diaper on the buttocks. He said while smiling to Marc.

Marc laughed at the reflexion of his brother; put himself upright and said to his brother.

-You manage well Fred. It’s almost as well put as when it’s mom who does it.

Fred reddens of the compliment and Marc added.

-But mom, she also put my pyjamas to me...

-What does it mean?

-And well, it’s also necessary that you put my pyjamas to me...

-You can’t get dressed all alone?

-No, it’s you who put my diaper to me, and then you also have to put my pyjamas to me.

-You’re shitting Marc!

-Fred, put it to me please... Marc said while laughing.

Fred took the pyjamas of his brother, started with him to thread the jacket and looked at Marc.

-Why do you look at me like that Fred?

-Because you’re nice like that, with your diaper which exceed of your pyjama’s jacket. Perhaps I would have to let you like that.

-If you want Fred, me I don't care.

-Ok, then you stays like that. I would put your trousers to you presently, to go down to eat.

-Ok. Marc answered while sitting down by ground in front of the television.

Fred sat down beside him while smiling to see his little brother dressed with the kind, because he really seemed like a baby in this behaviour.

They took again their part and spent a good moment laughing their silly things. At one time, Camille passed the head to the door of the room and said:

-And well, so that I see, you’re not diapered your brother too badly, Fred.

-Yes did mom, you see? He put it to me almost as well as you. Marc answered.

Camille smiles when she saw Marc rising and answered to him:

-And well, it would be said that you forgot to put to a piece of your pyjamas my darling.

-No mom, answered Fred. It’s me which has say to him to stay like that. I find him nice with his diaper which exceed of his pyjama’s jacket. We would really say a baby.

-Yes it’s true. Very well, since you have the air to be ok to stay like that Marc, I don’t see there disadvantages. But if you are cold you put your pyjama’s bottom.

-Okay mom...

-Good, dad will not be long in returning, and then I would invite you to come to eat.

-Okay mom.

The boys took again the course of their part and Camille went down again to the kitchen. Fred played without being concentrated on the part. He didn’t stop looking at between Marc’s legs and envying him his behaviour. My god, whom he would love, him also, being sat by ground and to wear only one pyjama’s jacket and a diaper covered by a plastic pant. He thought that no other behaviour made more baby than this one. He seizes again himself and concentrated on his part of video game. At the end of approximately half an hour, Camille called the boys. They put the play on pause and rose. Fred called to Marc:

-You want that I put your pyjama’s bottom to you?

-Yes I want well. But just to go to eat. I will remove it when we go up afterwards.

-Of baby, like that you want. Fred took the pyjama’s bottom of his brother, and threaded it to him before going up it over the diaper which he wore. He put the Marc’s jacket in his pyjama’s bottom, and went up this one rather high. That did nothing but accentuate the fact that Marc wears a diaper. They went down to the kitchen. Camille smiles when she saw Marc coming and said to him:

-Well, I see the kind of play which you want to play... Apparently, you like well that we see Marc’s diaper under his pyjamas. It’s so well, because Marc doesn’t have anymore but two pyjamas. Then I will repurchase others of them to him, but I would take the size below. Like that Fred, you will not have needs to go up his trousers under his arms so that his diaper well is seen.

Marc and Fred looked at themselves and busted to laughing. Marc answered:

-Mom, me I like the pyjamas which tighten my diaper.

-I see that my darling. Good, help me to draw up the table because dad will not be long in arriving.

They helped their mother to draw up the table and awaited their father in front of television. When Claude came in, he found his small family in front of television.

-Good evening everyone.

-Good evening my darling.

-Hello dad.

-Good evening boys.

He came in the living room and kissed Camille, then the boys. Claude had a frank smile when he saw the behaviour of Marc.

-And well Marc, you become again a real baby my darling.

-Yes. It’s Fred who put my layer to me this evening.

-It’s true Fred? Claude asked.

-Yes dad. It is necessary that I learn how a diaper is put.

-You are right my big boy. And apparently, you’re quite drawn with it.

-Yes, he did that as it is necessary. Camille answered. And these two big boys decided to play the babies. The proof, Fred dressed Marc like a baby, and Marc let himself do.

-And well. If that continues, we will let you to manage both now.

The boys busted with laughing at what their father had just said. They rose all the four, and sat down around the table. Once the meal finished, and the table disencumbered, the boys went up in Marc’s room. Marc climbed four to four. Hardly arrived in his room, Marc lay on his bed while waiting for his brother. When Fred came in, Marc was lengthened and sucked his thumb. Fred looked at him and said to him:

-You’re really nice like that.

-You remove me my trousers?

-You don’t have cold?

-No.

-Very well, then I remove it to you.

Fred approached his brother, caught his pyjama bottoms by the rubber band, reduced it until in bottom from Marc’s feet, and withdrew it to him. Marc stayed, lengthened there, while waiting for that his brother strips him. Fred looked at his brother lengthened on the bed and sat down beside him. He delicately put a hand on the front of the diaper of his brother and started to rub the diaper through the plastic breeches. Fred stopped Net.

-But, you made pee in your diaper, Marc!

-Yes why?

- You’re only a big baby! Fred answered while laughing. Well, get you up, we have our part of play to finish.

Marc went down from his bed and asked his brother:

-Fred, can I remove my plastic pant?

-Why do you want to remove it?

-Because the rubber bands hurt me with the thighs. Marc answered drew aside one of the rubber bands from them and letting appear a beautiful red trace.

-Yes, removes it there if that hurts you.

Marc made slip his plastic pant until half of his thighs when Fred pushed it on the bed. Marc fell behind and Fred jumped above to him. He started to tickle him and Marc twisted of laughing. Fred tickled his little brother during two good minutes.

Marc laughed so much that he had the tears with the eyes. Fred got up himself and finished to remove the plastic pant that Marc always had with half of his thighs. Fred raised Marc and they sat down both per ground. Once sitting, Marc said to Fred:

-You know what Fred?

-No.

-You tickled me so much that I made pee in my diaper.

Fred turned to Marc, put a hand on the diaper of his brother and said:

-Oh yes, it’s true. It’s very hot. Mom will have to change you before going to the bed.

-Yes because if not, my diaper will leak this night.

They took again their part of video game where they had left it. They were plunged in their part of video game when

Camille called them:

-Boys!

-Yes mom?

-Come here two minutes.

They put the play on pause and precipitated in the living room after went down the staircases.

-What is there? Fred asked.

-I prepared you a hot chocolate.

-Okay, cool! Marc Exclaimed.

They sat down on the settee and Camille started to smile when she saw that Marc was wearing nothing else that his diaper and his pyjama’s jacket.

-Marc, you will pay attention that your layer doesn’t leak.

-Yes mom, don’t worry.

-It’s true that you are cute like that. It seems to me to re-examine you when you were 3 years old and that you would run everywhere in the house in this behaviour.

Marc started to redden and Fred started to laugh.

-Oh, it’s not worth while to laugh, Fred, because although you were 6 years old at the time, you also, you would run behind your brother, and in the same behaviour.

-Really? It’s true?

-Yes my darling. You don’t recall about it?

-No.

-I would look in the pics tomorrow, because I believe that there’s one or two of them where we could see you both running around the table wearing only a diaper.

-Really? Then I well want to see this pic.

-I would seek it to you. Well, if you finished your chocolate, you will go up to put to you in the bed.

The boys rose and went to go up when Camille caught Marc when he passed beside her.

-Come to see me there my big baby.

Marc twisted under the few tickles of his mother. She put him in front of her and put her hand on his buttocks.

-It’s necessary to change the buttocks of this baby there, because he has a big very wet diaper! She said him while putting to him some small slaps on his bottom through his diaper.

-Yes, I made pee 3 times inside of it.

-Indeed, it’s good to change, because if not, it will not support the pees of this night.

-Yes, and I will awake in a wet bed.

-Fred.

-Yes mom?

-And well, since you want to take the practice to know to put a diaper, this evening, it’s you who will change your little brother. And then that will avoid me going up and I could stay here, with dad, in front of the television.

-Okay mom, if you want.

-Thank you my darling. She said to him by taking him by the size and by kissing him on the face all while putting some small slaps on his buttocks.

-Let’s go, big baby! Go up in your room that I change your diaper. Fred said to his little brother. Marc climbed followed of Fred who gave him the small slaps on the back of his diaper while he was walking. They laughed their small plays and came in Marc’s room.

Once calms returned in the living room, Camille looked at Claude, kissed him and said:

-I don’t know what they have these two there in this moment, but they spend their time together.

-Yes, it’s true. Claude answered. What do you want, they are two brothers and I believe that they finally found themselves through diapers. And I’m even astonished that Fred asked to occupy himself of his little brother.

-Not me. I’m not astonished. He asked it to me nicely by explaining to me that if he has to wear back some diapers, as much as he learns how to put them as it’s necessary.

-Yes, it’s not wrong. When do you bring him along to see the urologist?

-Wednesday at the beginning of the afternoon.

-Okay. Do you want that I a vacation day and that I accompany you?

-No my darling, it‘s not worth while. There will be already Marc with us. But thank you nevertheless.

-What do you hope to decide about Fred?

-I don’t know yet. I would see according to what Dr. Marchand will say to us. On a side I would well leave him without diapers, but of another, if its enuresis indeed returned, I wouldn’t like whom it undergoes only Marc with undergone during these two last years.

-What do you want to say?

-And well when we decided to remove the diapers for Fred, we made in the same way for Marc. And during all this time, Marc didn’t have only one morning when he awoke with dryness. And this is why we decided to put him back in diapers. On a side so that he doesn’t awake anymore in a soaked bed every morning, and on another side so that I don’t have to wash the sheets every days any more.

-Yes, it’s true.

-Therefore, I say myself nevertheless that it wouldn’t be right that we subject to Fred what we don’t want anymore that Marc undergoes.

-Yes my darling, you are right entirely. But knows that whatever your decision, I would approve it.

-Thank you my darling. Good, the film begins again. She says to Claude by kissing him.

They took again the course of film, not dissatisfied with being able to find themselves the head with head.

Marc came in his room, always followed by Fred who had literally stuck his hands to the buttocks of his little brother, and who tickled him through his layer while he walked.

-Well, lengthens on your bed.

-Wait, it’s necessary that you put the towel before.

-Really? Does mom put a towel on the bed to change you?

-Yes, it’s not to make of spot with the cream and the diaper full with pee.

-Oh, ok. As well let us put the towel then.

Fred left the towel in the cupboard of Marc, and extended it on the bed of his little brother.

-Well, come there big baby, and put your arms up.

Marc approached Fred by wondering why he asked him to raise his arms. Fred caught the bottom of Marc’s pyjama’s jacket and removed it to him. Marc was now almost naked in front of his brother, and was wearing nothing else but his soaked diaper.

-Why you removed me my jacket? Marc asked.

-Shut up! Fred said by putting his finger on his lips.

He went to close the door and returned towards Marc.

-Because the babies when they are changed, they have just their diaper. Well, lengthens on your bed now. Marc was carried out while laughing. Fred drew aside the legs to him and demolished the two fasteners of Pampers baby dry size 6 which Marc was wearing. He lowered the front of the layer, looked at Marc and said to him:

-And well, you don’t have made seeming. You’re soaked.

-Yes I know, I made pee three times.

-You’re really a baby Marc.

-Perhaps, but you like the babies we would say?

Fred reddens and answered:

-Yes, it’s true.

He withdrew the wet diaper of under the buttocks of his brother, folded it and put it on the foot of the bed. He took the box of wipes, and started to clean his little brother most carefully possible. Marc let himself do while sucking his thumb. Fred took care not to forget a centimetre of the intimate parts of his little brother; because he did not want that he has a diaper rash. Once that he had cleaned him, he put cream to him which he spread out everywhere and a fresh diaper and slipped it to him under the buttocks. He powdered him with talc, folded back the front of the diaper on Marc’s pubis and adjusted both adhesives tapes which closed the layer. He looked at Marc who always sucked his thumb and which started to fall asleep. Fred leaned towards him and kissed him on the cheek. That awoke Marc who said:

-Why did you made a kiss?

-Because I wanted to do it. Because you’re my little brother; and I love you. And now, you’re my big baby too.

-Thank you Fred. Marc answered while hanging himself the blow of his brother and while returning his kiss to him.

-Let’s go, now we thread the plastic pant. What one do you want to wear?

-The red one with small stars.

-Very well, I will seek it.

Fred opened the second drawer of the cupboard and took the plastic pant that Marc wanted. He opened it, passed the feet in the holes to him, and then went up it to him with semi thighs.

-Get up, put yourself upright now.

Marc put himself upright and Fred finished threading his plastic breeches to him and made it pass over his diaper. He threaded then his pyjama’s jacket to him then finished by his pyjama’s bottoms.

-Here is, baby is ready to go to the bed.

Marc started to laugh and slipped into his bed. Fred bordered his as his mother would have done it and kissed Marc again.

-Good night baby. Sleep well.

-You too Fred.

Fred collected the diaper which was on the foot of the bed of his brother, left the room of his brother and drew the door behind him while saying:

-I leave you the light; I would turn it off while going up.

-Okay. Good night Fred.

-Good night baby Marc.

Fred went down to the kitchen to put the dirty diaper of his brother at the dustbin and to drink a glass of water. He passed by the living room for whishing a good night to his parents. Claude smiles when he saw him coming.

-Oh, here is my big baby.

-I’m not a baby dad.

-Oh, really? Then why do you want to wear back some diapers then?

-Okay, I agree, it’s true, I am a baby...

-Come there two minutes my darling.

Fred approached his father, who made him a place between him and Camille, then kissed him on the face. His mother asked him:

-You changed your brother my darling?

-Yes mom.

-It’s well my darling.

-Well, stay with us until the end of film; it doesn’t have there for a very long time anymore. Fred put himself in the arms of his father while looking at television. Instinctively, at the end of a few minutes, he took his thumb in his mouth and started to suck it. Claude looked him while smiling and says to him:

-Yes, it’s well a baby that we have there.

-Yes, a big baby. Camille added.

Fred looked at his father while laughing and stayed in his father’s arm who kissed him on the face. They looked at the end of film all the three benefiting from this moment of softness. Once the film finished, Fred get up, kissed his parents, wished them a good night, and went up to the bed without forgetting to pass by the toilets. Once In top of the staircase, Fred half-opened Marc’s door and saw that he slept with closed fists. He turned the light off and closed the door. He came in his room, lit his bedside lamp, then closed the door and slipped himself in the bed. He took one of the albums of Tintin which he had in his night table and read some pages. He closed his book, turned the light off, and fell asleep.

Fred awoke towards 03:20am, and realized that his bed was soaked. He didn’t know if he has to get up and awake his mother, or to fall asleep again in a cold and wet bed. Then, he came to him another idea. He went in the bathroom, was stripped, and turned over, naked, in his room. He took dry pyjamas, his flashlight and went in the room of his brother. He opened the drawer where was the boxes wipes, took some, and cleaned himself with them. He threaded his dry pyjamas, approached his brother and nicely shook him by speaking to him all gently.

-Marc.

-...

-Marc...

-Hum....

-Marc, it is Fred. Wake you up baby.

Marc was turned over, looked at his brother, and said to him:

-It’s already time to rise?

-No, it’s 03:25 am.

-Why do you awake me then?

-Because I made pee with the bed and I don’t want to sleep again in a soaked and cold bed. Then I come to sleep with you.

-Okay, if you want. Marc answered by making a place for his brother.

Fred slipped into the bed of his brother who put himself against him, in his arms

-Your diaper is wet? Fred asked.

-I don’t know.

-Wait, I look at it.

Fred slipped his hand into the pyjama’s bottoms of Marc, then in his plastic pant and touched his diaper. He removed his hand and said:

-Yes, your diaper is wet.

-Fred, you believe that mom will let you wear back some diapers?

-I don’t know Marc. I would see it well because she brings me along to see the urologist Wednesday afternoon.

-Well if you continue to make pee with the bed, it is better that she buy some to you. Like that, you will not awake anymore in a wet bed.

-Yes, I would like to wear back some too. Then we sleep now.

Marc put himself against his brother who kissed him in the neck, and they fell asleep again both. By sucking their thumb as two babies of which they had the air.

Camille stopped her alarm clock and checked the hour with any chance. 06:45 am. It was indeed time to rise. Claude had already left for a long time because he left in displacement for the day. Camille rose and, as with its practice opened Fred’s door and turned the light on to awake it. She was surprised not to find him in his bed. She left the room and outline of the light in the kitchen. She thought that he was surely already upright, and she went down to check. With its great surprise, he wasn’t in the kitchen. It was simply the light of the hood which Claude had forgotten to extinguish... Intrigued, she went to check if he wasn’t in the living room. Nobody... She started to raise questions and went up on the floor. She opened the door of Marc’s room and found his two boys in the same bed, sleeping with closed fists and sucking their thumb. She smiles by seeing them, but wondered why Fred was in the bed of his brother. She was put herself at knees beside them and murmured to them in the ear:

-The boys, it’s time to rise.

-...

-Get up my babies.

-Hum... Fred did.

Camille tickled him gently while saying to him in the ear:

-Get up my big baby, it’s time...

Fred started to twist under the tickles of his mother. He opened the eyes and was turned over. That caused to awakes Marc who was also turned over while saying:

-Hello mom.

-Hello my darling.

-Hello mom.

-Hello my big baby.

Fred, can you explain me why you’re in the bed of your brother?

-Yes. He said by kissing his mother.

-But I think of knowing why.

-This night I awoke and I already made pee with the bed. Then as I didn’t want to sleep again in a cold and wet bed, I rose, I took dry pyjamas, and I came in Marc’s room. I took wipes to clean myself, I put my dry pyjamas and I lay down with him.

-It is well what I thought. You would have to come to awake me my darling. I would have changed your sheets and made you a fresh bed.

-I didn’t want to awake you for that.

-And you came to sleep with your little brother.

-Yes.

-You have well done then. But imagine if you had make pee in the bed of your brother.

-Oh... I hadn’t thought about it mom.

-It’s not serious my darling, don’t worry. Ell, now get up the boys.

They rose and went down to the kitchen to lunch. Marc always had his diaper of the night which started to hang between his legs. They took their breakfast and went up to be washed and get dressed in turn. Once ready, they left both per two for the school, avoided to face this new day...