Summary: Young boy get caught wear diapers by mother and brothers and 
treated like a baby for the summer and more.

                                   BIG BABY'S VACATION

	I was a ten-year-old boy I was doing eighth grade school work I 
will start going into the ninth grade next fall. It was summertime and 
school was out I liked to play outside with his brothers sense he was 
so small just 47" tall and fifty pounds I could pass for a four or five 
year old. I could play on all the toddler toys just like my two and 
three year old brothers.
	It was the morning of the first day of summer vacation and my 
brothers started potty training I was to help his mom get them potty 
trained before we left later this week for the condo at the beach. I 
woke up and got out of bed and got my brothers out of their cribs I 
told Peter age three and Bobby age two that only babies still wear 
diapers and to be a big boy they have to pee and poop in the potty like 
I do. I removed their dry night diapers and told them to sit on their 
potty at the end of their cribs for ten minutes and try to pee and 
poop.
	Ten minutes later I handed Peter a pair of Pull-ups and told him 
if he wets them he will wear diapers for the rest of the day. Peter 
Pulled up his training pants and smiled and ran out of the room. Then I 
went to Bobby and asked him if he needed help putting on his training 
pants. Bobby refused any of my help and put his own training pants. I 
told him if the stars on the front disappears they are wet and about 
what happens if he wets them. Bobby ran out of the room.
	I then removed my pajamas and wet Good-Nite and put it in the 
diaper pale that was almost empty sense my brothers were almost potty 
trained and only used one or two diapers a day and they have not wet 
the bed in months. I dressed for play and went to breakfast.
	I ate my breakfast at the table with Peter and Bobby ate his in a 
highchair. After breakfast Bobby said he needed to go pee and ran to 
his potty and peed in it like a big boy. As Bobby ran out of the house 
happy to be outside he ran over to Peter and saw that the stars on 
Peters training pants were gone meaning that Peter had wet them. Bobby 
pointed and said. Peter pp pants.
I walked over to Peter and said looks like the baby needs his diaper 
changed as he walked Peter to his room and removed his wet training 
pants. I then wiped Peter with a baby wipe and powdered him before I 
taped Peter back into diapers. Peter cried and said he did not mean to 
wet and he is not a baby. I said only babies need diapers and you can 
try again tomorrow Peter but the rules are if you wet your pants you go 
back to diapers like a baby for the rest of the day.
As Peter, Bobby and I walked back outside Peter still crying mom asked 
what happened. Bobby said Peter has to wear diapers he is the baby he 
pp his pants. Mom said. That's OK maybe tomorrow he can be a big boy.
For the rest of the day Peter only wet his diaper two more times and 
Bobby was successful and stayed clean a day all day. That night I was 
the last to go to bed so I could put my Good-Nite on without his 
brothers seeing me.
	The next day I woke and woke my brothers. I got them out of their 
cribs and Bobby ran to his potty and pulled down the same pair of Pull-
ups I gave him yesterday and poop and peed. I got Peter out of his crib 
and removed his dry diaper and he ran to his potty and poop and peed. I 
showed them how to wipe their own but with a baby wipe. I told Bobby he 
needs to get a new pair of training pants every day even if they are 
clean and dry. I handed Bobby a new pair and Bobby gave me the old pair 
that I put in the diaper pail. Bobby ran to the kitchen as I handed 
Peter his Pull-up. Peter did the same thing he pulled his Pull-up up 
and ran to the kitchen. I then changed in to his play clothes putting 
my wet Good-Nite in the diaper pail then went to the kitchen.
The second day went successful for both my brothers they were using the 
potty just like big boys. After the fourth day mom bought them all new 
big boy underwear. They were so happy they were now just like their big 
brother wearing big boy underpants. Just in time because we were going 
to the condo tomorrow. Now that we are now all big boys mom would only 
have to pack my Good-Nites.
	My brothers did not know I was still a bed wetter and mom helped 
me keep my secret. My bladder was smaller than Bobby's and needed to 
pee so many times a day so mom suggested that I wear a Good-nite on the 
eight hour trip to the condo. I agreed and it was a good thing I did 
because I wet two of them and was able to change the first one at our 
lunch stop the second one I changed at the condo. My brothers were 
clean and dry all the way there and only needed two bathroom stops. I 
would have needed five or more I lost count.
	At the condo mom unpacked our luggage and we unpacked our toys. 
After we were done we explored the condo it was so big it had five 
bedrooms and five bathrooms. I had my own room and my brothers had one 
next to mom's room with a door between them. My room was across the 
hall from mom's. The room on the other side of mom's was a nursery.
	But this nursery had big stuff not baby size but big enough for a 
kid bigger than me. I had always wanted to see what it was like to be 
in a crib but even being 47" tall made my brothers cribs too small so I 
never go a chance to try them out.
	Mom called us and said. We need to go to the store and get some 
food and stuff. I asked mom if I could stay here while she went 
shopping. Mom said. If I stay inside so she would set the alarm and if 
I would open the doors or windows it would go off and the police would 
come. If I need anything to call her on her cell phone. I agreed she 
told me it would be about two and a half or three hours. I still agreed 
then it was settled so Peter and Bobby went potty then mom led them out 
and locked the door setting the alarm on her way out.
	I was on my own now and I needed to get out of my wet Good-Nite 
before I did anything. I went to my room and removed my clothes and 
through my wet Good-Nite down the trash shut in the kitchen. I went 
back to my room and looked for my underwear in my drawers. I could not 
find them so I walked to my brothers room and found their underwear and 
tried to put a pair of Peter's on but they were to small. I walked 
through mom's room into the nursery still naked getting cold.
	In the nursery I saw a stack of big disposable diapers bigger 
than my brothers old diapers. I grabbed one and held it up it was so 
thick-looking and big. I decided to try it on thinking no one would 
miss just one. I got up on the changing table lay down and taped it on 
and boy was it thick. I jumped off the table I could barely walk. I was 
still cold so I looked for something else to wear I found a few big 
empty baby bottles under the table so I went to the bathroom sink and 
filled two with water and put them in the big crib.
	I was so cold now I would wear anything that would make me warm. 
Then I found a strange footed sleeper I found there was only one way to 
put it on and that was to unzip the zipper that went from one ankle to 
the other. It was nursery print blue. I was real cold so I unzipped it 
and put it over my head. As it went on I felt warmer on the top of my 
body but my legs were still cold I reached down and pulled the feet 
part of the sleeper over each of my feet and zipped the sleeper closed.
	Now I was so comfortable I walked around the condo and found a 
spring horse in the playroom. I ran to the horse with the mittens that 
were sowed to strings at the sleeve cuffs flapping. I climbed on and 
started to ride him having so much fun until I looked at the clock. I 
needed to get back to the crib and drink the bottles.
	I ran back to the nursery and looked for a clock but I had to go 
to mom's room I found I still had two hours. I climbed into the crib 
with a lot of trouble. I raised the side after squeezing the handle 
like the instruction on it said to. It was almost the top when I let go 
of the handle and grabbed the bars with my other hand and pulled it all 
the way up with a loud click. I let go the bars and it stayed where it 
was.
	I was now in a crib like Bobby slept in at home except the one at 
home was to small for me. This crib had plenty of room for me so I 
slipped the mittens on to get them out of the way so I could drink the 
bottles. As I drank I felt the need to pee so I decided to use the 
diaper. I soaked it just like a baby. It did not even feel like I had 
wet anything at all but I know I did. I kept sucking the bottle it was 
sixteen ounces and by the time I finished I did not need the other so I 
decided to stop playing baby and put everything back.
	I tried to get the mittens off but the Velcro had them in place 
and I could not get them off no matter how hard I tried, I even used my 
mouth. Then I decide to get out of the crib but with the mittens on I 
could not reach through the bars. Now I needed to pee again and could 
not stop it and wet the diaper again not wanting to. The diaper I now 
had on had two of my biggest wetting accidents and it still felt dry. 
What can I do now I am stuck in this crib with baby clothes and a wet 
diaper on. I started to shake the crib as hard as I could and tried to 
get the side to drop.
	I was so scared now that I have tried everything I could think of 
to get out. I now felt a need to go poop coming on strong and I had no 
way to even get my clothes off. I tried to get the side down by poking 
at the release for about fifteen minutes. I got tired of picking and 
poking the release. I was so upset I through a little stuffed bear out 
of the crib it hit the light switch and turned the lights off.
	Now I am in a dark windowless room in a crib dressed in baby 
clothes and a wet diaper and no way out. Then I realized I have to go 
poop real bad and no matter how hard I try not to let poop come out 
poop starts it's way into my diaper. I decide to just let a little bit 
of my poop go. Maybe I can stop it before I make a big mess. Just as I 
start to let just a little poop out something happened and most of 
everything I was holding back went into my wet diaper. Now I know what 
a baby feels like as I started to whimper in the dark.
	I felt for another zipper I may have missed but with mittens I 
could not feel anything that small. I did feel something behind a flap 
at my shoulder. I pulled on it and something came out I could only feel 
it was with my mouth so I put it to my mouth I discovered it was a big 
pacifier. It was so relaxing to have a pacifier in my mouth I forgot 
about where I was. As I started to suck on the newfound pacifier I 
quickly fell asleep so worn out from the car ride and by trying to get 
out of the crib.
	Next thing I heard was Bobby giggling and Peter laughing as mom 
was letting down the crib side saying look we have a wet and messy baby 
to take care of. I tried to say something but the pacifier stopped me 
so I spit it out and mom quickly put it back saying I better keep my 
pacifier where it belongs in my mouth.
	Mom put me on the changing table crying through my pacifier. Mom 
unzipped the sleeper I was wearing an pulled it up so she had access to 
the diaper I was wearing. As mom untapped the diaper and started to 
clean my bottom Bobby said look Don made poop in his diaper. Mom said 
yes looks like we will need to potty train him sometime this vacation.
	Within a few minutes mom had my diaper changed and was zipping 
the sleeper closed again. Mom put me back into the crib and said she 
needs to fix dinner and I was left alone again sucking my pacifier. I 
lay back down in the crib wondering what was going to happen next. The 
I felt the need to pee and yelled for someone to let me go to the 
bathroom. It only took a few minutes and I was wetting my diaper again.
	Mom came in the nursery and picked me up out of the crib and 
carried me to the kitchen. She placed me into the big highchair and 
fastened the seat belt. Then the tray went in front of me I was trapped 
with no way out. Mom put a big bay bib on me and proceeded to feed me 
some baby food she found in the kitchen. I did not like some of it and 
the food I did not like went down my chin and onto the bib. I looked 
just like a one-year-old baby with a messy face and bib.
	Mom cleaned my messy face off and carried me to the playroom 
there was a diaper changing place there where she changed my wet diaper 
and put me in the big playpen and told me to play there until bedtime. 
My brothers played outside of the playpen with the toys they brought 
from home. I played with the toddler toys in the playpen sucking my 
pacifier.
	At 8:00PM mom picked me out of the playpen and carried me to my 
waiting bath. Mom removed my sleeper and put my wet diaper in the trash 
put my pacifier in my mouth and put me in the warm soapy water. Mom 
talked baby talk to me as she washed my whole body not missing any 
part. Then mom dried me all off and carried me to the nursery.
	In the nursery mom lay me on the changing table strapping my 
chest down with a strap. She left the room and returned with my 
brothers to help dress me for bed. She asked Bobby to get her a diaper 
from the stack on the shelf and Peter to get the baby lotion and baby 
powder. They returned and mom put lotion and powder all over my body 
making me smell just like a baby. Then she diapered me and put a fresh 
sleeper on me.
	I was soon in the crib wearing diapers and a sleeper sucking a 
night bottle. I looked through the crib bars as my brothers left the 
room and mom turned out the lights and closed the door. Mom told be I 
was in my new bedroom for the summer. I started to cry as I sucked on 
my bottle thinking what has happened to my big boy life.
	The next morning my brothers and mom were back in my room waking 
me up. I found I was now sucking a pacifier and my bottle was gone but 
I don't remember the change. Mom put me on the changing table and with 
my brothers help changed my wet night diaper with my explaining to my 
brothers that I was still a nightly bed wetter and sometimes I had 
daytime accidents too. But now it was OK because I was back to wearing 
diapers until I was potty trained.
	I tried to tell them I was potty trained but in went the pacifier 
as mom carried me to the kitchen. As my brothers ate their breakfast 
mom fed me mine in the highchair. My breakfast was very soft oatmeal, 
baby food peaches, a bottle of warm milk, and a bottle of orange juice. 
Mom was holding my warm milk bottle in my mouth when I felt the need to 
poop. I tried to tell her but she kept putting my bottle in my mouth. 
No matter how I tried to tell her I needed to poop the bottle was in my 
mouth stopping me.
	By the time I finish my milk it was time for my juice and I could 
not hold it any longer. I put a lager load of poop in my already wet 
diaper. I don't remember wetting and did not find out until my diaper 
change I had wet. After my juice bottle Bobby said smells like baby has 
poopy. Mom said that's the way babies are when they eat the poop most 
of the time. When they get older the stop pooping when they eat and 
they are almost ready for potty training. So when Donny can go all day 
without pooping when he eats he is ready to potty train.
	After my diaper change I was playing outside on the beach wearing 
only a diaper. I looked like a four-year-old in diapers and after just 
a few hours I forgot about being diapered outside. No one made fun of 
me and I was just another kid on the beach. Then mom changed my wet 
diaper on the blanket and no one even watched. I started to feel better 
about my diapers and wearing them in public.
	After three weeks of our nine-week vacation it was like I was an 
eighteen-months-old in every way playing eating and sleeping. My baby 
brothers were now my big brothers. They took care of me all the time 
they told me what I was aloud to do and told mom if I was bad or good. 
I could not get away with taking my pacifier out of my mouth or my 
clothes off. But after three days I cried if my pacifier was removed or 
fell out of my mouth. If I needed a diaper change I would just cry with 
my pacifier still in my mouth.
	At the end of eight weeks I was still not potty trained and still 
wetting and messing my diaper like a baby mom did not even try to help 
me. Until two days before the end of vacation. She asked me if I wanted 
to be a big boy or a baby at school this year. I told her a big boy no 
diapers at school my friends would make fun of me. She told me my potty 
training rules.
	
	1. One wetting accident a day the second I go back to diapers.
	2. No pooping accidents or it's back to diapers.
	3. Training pants with plastic pants until totally potty trained.
	4. Sleep in a crib until dry at night for six months.
	5. When wearing diapers I will be treated just like a baby at 
home.
	6. Only when at school will I be treated like a big boy except 
wearing and using my diapers.
	7. But after six months of being clean and dry day and night will 
I be considered potty trained and be a big boy again.
	
	That means plastic training pants at school or diapers and 
plastic pants. I started to cry nothing I could do I had no clothes 
that would fit me. Just baby clothes and diapers and I was not allowed 
to dress myself if I was not potty trained.
	The first day of potty training I was sitting in my highchair 
being fed my breakfast wearing Pull-ups. Halfway through my breakfast I 
messed my pants meaning I was back to wearing diapers for the rest of 
the day. That meant that tomorrow when we went home I would be wearing 
diapers too because mom did not want to stop all the time to let me pee 
or poop in the potty. I would just use my diaper like I have been doing 
for eight and a half weeks.
	We got home late Tuesday and school started Wednesday. Mom asked 
me while she was getting me ready for bed if I wanted to wear thick 
training pants to school or thick diapers. I said training pants. Mom 
zipped up my sleeper and put me in the crib that Bobby had before our 
vacation. I went to sleep sucking on my night bottle just like I have 
for nine weeks.
	Bobby and Peter had bunk beds in another room and did not go to 
bed for another hour it was only 8:30PM. When mom closed the door to my 
room I felt just the same as I have for the last few months. I sucked 
my bottle and fell asleep as I always do.
	I was at home again and my vacation is over and I am now the baby 
of the family diapers and all. My younger brothers can now take care of 
me feeding, changing, and playing. Mom told me when my brothers think I 
am ready to be a big boy again they will potty train me.