Baby Bryan

Summary: these are based on my childhood experiences.

Age 6

	I was messing my bed a lot lately and one day was caught by mom. 
She took me upstairs to the old nursery and removed all my clothes and 
laid me down on the changing table. As she applied the baby oil, baby 
lotion, and baby powder, she said “big kids don’t pee and poop their 
pants,” fastening the cute little ducky safety pins securely to each 
side of the cloth diaper. “That’s why only little babies have to wear 
diapers and plastic baby pants to ensure their pee and poop don’t 
leak.”
	With that she stood me up ,as she held open a pair of Gerber 
pull-on plastic baby pants, I began to cry just like a real little 
baby, but was silenced with a pacifier, as she pulled the plastic pants 
up and over the diaper. She then put me in my old crib with a plastic 
bed sheet, saying “You can pee and poop all you want now.”

She then turned on a Care Bear night light and turned off the nursery 
light. Handing me a baby bottle of apple juice she then closed the 
door.
	She then went to my bedroom and stripped the bedding and put in 
the wash. She the removed the bed itself and replaced it with a playpen 
that had a waterproof pad at the bottom. It was a solid white wooden 
4x4x36 inches deep playpen and filled it partly with fisher price baby 
toys and a few Care Bears. I would be in it 24 hours a day 7 days a 
week unless I was in my high chair or crib at night.
	When I awoke the next day, my mom was already in the nursery. She 
was ready to change my diaper and plastic baby pants. She took me 
downstairs to the high chair and put a Care Bear plastic bib on me. She 
started to feed me Gerber baby oatmeal. When breakfast was over she 
removed the bib, and gave me a fresh baby bottle of warm milk and put 
me in the playpen where she could keep an eye on me, She wanted to make 
sure I only did baby things and nothing at all above age 2.