Lakeside Vacation

	It was a warm night when my folks came into my room. 
"Jeremy," my dad said," We need to talk about your 
bedwetting. As you know, we are going to Blue Spruce Lake 
in a week and we can't have you wet the bed. Would you try 
diapers. You might like it, Jeremy."
	I looked at my folks and said, "Ok. Mom and dad, I'm 
sorry that I wet. I wish I didn't."
"Jer," my dad said, "We don't mind that you bedwet. Don't 
beat yourself up about bedwetting. 5 million kids are 
bedwetters, so you aren't the only one. Don't worry, we 
might like our BabyJer back." My dad then hugged me and 
said, "Jer, ready for a diaper?" 

"Ok," I said. I was in my cutoffs and I started to pull off 
my pants. My mom left and my dad came to me and pulled off 
my shorts - then pulled down my briefs.
	My dad took a small Attend and diapered me after 
putting baby powder on me. Soon my mom returned with a 
bottle of cola and I looked at her. Usually I can't have 
drinks after dinner, but mom was here handing me a cola. I 
took the bottle and started drinking. I was always going to 
bed with a dry mouth, but I still wet.
	I look at mom and said, "Did anyone see you buy the 
diapers, mom? I don't want ANYONE to know!"
	"You aren't the only soon to be 6th grader who bedwets 
- especially in town. One of your friend's mom saw me."
"Mom!" I exclaimed. "Why did you have someone see you 
buying them."
	"Because," mom said, "Your friend wears diapers at 
night."
"Who?" I asked.
	My mom and dad looked at each other and smiled. They 
both told me, "Good night, BabyJer."
	They shut off the light and I fell asleep with a 
bottle in my mouth and questions in my mind.