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.