It all started when we got a cabin. It was Thursday and my parents were 
leaving the next day to go up and plan for some renovations of the 
cabin. I would be babysitting for the weekend. Thursday night my little 
brother, who is 12, wet the bed for the first time in 8 years. On 
Friday before my parents left they went to the store and bought my 
brother Alex some Goodnites large because his weight was in the large 
sizing for that product.

When we got off the bus Friday after school I showed my brother the 
diapers he would be wearing for the weekend. The only reason he was 
even going to be wearing diapers was because if he wet I did not want 
to have to do laundry. That night we did some homework, watched some TV 
and practiced our instruments. Around 10:00 that night we were getting 
ready for bed. I was in my room so I told Alex to bring his diaper into 
my room. When he came in he handed the diaper to me and took off his 
pants. I held out the diaper and he stepped in. I then pulled up the 
diaper real snug and patted his butt as he waddled into bed. I went to 
bed not long after.

Late that night I was awakened to shaking and my crying little brother. 
Through the crying I was able to gather that he had wet the diaper but 
the diaper had leaked because it was too big. I told him to take a 
shower while I washed his sheets. When he came out I made him come into 
my room with two diapers. I repeated the application the same as I had 
first done. This time he waddled downstairs to sleep on the couch in 
two diapers.

The next morning I woke up and found Alex asleep on the couch with two 
really wet diapers. I called my parents and they told me to bike up to 
the nearby drugstore and get a couple of cases of the smaller diapers. 
I went up and got the diapers as instructed and brought them home. That 
Saturday we both finished our home work and played outside. When it 
came time to go to bed I, as before, called Alex to my room with a 
small diaper. He came in, took off his pants and boxers and stepped 
into the open diaper. He went to bed and I shortly followed. Late that 
night I awoke, not to my brother, but to a wet bed. At this I groaned, 
got out of bed, put my sheets in the washing machine and took a shower. 
When I got out of the shower I went downstairs to sleep on the couch.

I got up the next morning and made my bed. When Alex got up I checked 
his diaper and could see that he had wet it again. When he asked why I 
had slept on the couch I simply told him that I was watching TV and 
fell asleep there. Later that day my parents called and asked how we 
were doing. When Alex was talking to them he burst out and said, �Mom, 
guess what. John wet the bed!� I was shocked. When the phone was handed 
back to me they asked if it was true. I told them that it was but that 
it was just a one-time thing. They did not get angry but said that they 
wanted me to wear one of the large Goodnites. I complained but they 
said that it was not up for discussion. They asked me to hand the phone 
back to Alex. They told Alex that he was to make sure that I put it on 
that night so that I did not ruin the mattress.

The whole day I was dreading bed time. At 10:00 I was in my room and 
Alex came in with his diaper. We went through the same routine as the 
previous nights. He went back into his room and asked me to come in. 
When I got in I saw him holding a large diaper. He said, �Strip!� I was 
so embarrassed that I said, �I can put it on myself.� He replied by 
saying, �I just want to make sure you do it right.� He then told me to 
strip which I did. He held the diaper out for me to step into. As I 
stepped in he pulled it up snug. He told me that if I took it off 
before he checked it he would tell mom and dad. At that he patted my 
butt and told to go to bed.

The next morning I awoke at 9:00 (we didn�t have school that day) to 
find that I had wet but to my relief it had not leaked. I took off the 
diaper and snuck into Alex�s room to get a clean one. I had hoped to 
put it on so that when Alex checked me it would be dry. To my surprise 
he was awake and scolded me. He then said proudly, �I stayed dry.� I 
then changed and watched TV. Our parents got home around noon. The 
first thing Alex said was, �I stayed dry but John was wet again!� I was 
so embarrassed.

The next week I was wet every night while Alex managed to stay dry for 
aver half the week. The next week was Christmas and we were driving out 
to Colorado. Because we would be driving for 24 hours straight my 
parents made me and Alex wear diapers for the whole drive. I hadn�t yet 
tried pants over diaper so when I put them on I was horrified to find 
that they did not fit over my diaper. Luckily for Alex his did. We did 
not have time to go and get new pants so the whole trip was made 
pantless. When we stopped to eat I had to go into the gas stations with 
a diaper on and no pants. When we would stop to change our diapers we 
would stop at busy rest stops and change out in the open. It was so 
embarrassing. Over the next month I had one dry night while Alex was 
able to stay dry more and more. I have worn diapers at night and on 
trips ever since. I�m going to summer camp soon so I will tell you how 
it went.