"Josh, Josh, wake up, sleepyhead."

"MOM?"

"Yes, Josh, it’s just about time for dinner."

She reached down to let the side of my new crib down. At that moment I felt so secure. I’m not sure what it was, but somehow sleeping in my new crib gave me a real feeling of infantile security. I don’t know why, but for some reason it felt good.

"Let check those diapers of yours, Josh," Mom said as she stuck her finger down the waistband of my plastic pants. "Oh, a little damp. I’m sure you will be O.K. until after dinner."

She helped me down out of the crib and we went downstairs to the dining room. We ate dinner as normal, only all I was wearing was my T-shirt and those thick diapers and baby pants. My Dad even seemed quite content with my babification with his help, of course. At least I knew now what he was doing in his shop for so many days.

After dinner my sister went to help Mom with the dishes and my brother and I went to play some Nintendo games. Dad came in about 7:30 and announced that it was bed time for babies. That left no doubt whom he was talking about.

"But Dad, it's so early, couldn’t I stay up just a little while longer?"

"Josh, get up to the nursery NOW!!!"

Up I went. Even I knew better than to mess with Dad when he was like that.

Up to my room I headed with dad right behind me. Once in my new nursery he told me to hop up in the crib and he pulled down my plastic pants and went about changing me out of those very wet diapers and into my soft dry cloth diapers. He didn’t change me too often, so it took some getting used to when he did. As he was powdering me I started to get hard, which he noticed right away.

"It looks like you might enjoy this, Josh."

"Dad, I can’t help it, no, I really wish I didn’t have to wear diapers."

He finished me off with snap-on plastic pants and then pulled the rails up on the crib with a look of content on his face as he had made this inescapable crib for his big baby boy.

"Night night, Josh, sleep dry."

"Night, Dad."

I noticed that there was a low glow from my old Mickey Mouse night light that I had used when I was in the nursery the first time (till I was about 3 or 4). This crib was at least bigger than that one from the condo last summer it must be like a twin size bed. As I lay there trying to fall asleep all the things that had happened this week just kept going through my mind.

Next thing I knew I was being awakened by Mom again. I could see by the sunshine it was morning.

Morning Josh," she said as she let the sides of the crib down. "Sleep good?" she asked as she once again checked to see how wet I was. "Kind of WET there young’en."

"Sorry, Mom."

"Oh, you don’t have to be sorry, but you will remain in diapers until you can stay dry, and that looks like it could be some time."

She started to remove my diaper after she had slid a waterproof pad under me. After the last pin was removed she told me to go take a shower and use the bathroom if I needed to.

After I got cleaned up I met her back in the nursery and she had my clean diapers all laid out. Again they were cloth, which really felt better than those Attends, and being a weekend, who would know? She pinned them on and used some snap-on plastic pants, which she slipped under me and snapped over my thick diapers.

"I really hope these cloth diapers will get rid of that rash, Josh."

We went down to eat breakfast again just wearing a T-shirt as nothing I had would go over those cloth diapers other than my pajamas. We finished and I went to watch some Saturday morning cartoons with my sisters. Mom came in about an hour latter and told me that we were going to go shopping.

"SHOPPING! But Mom, I don’t have anything to wear and I can’t go out in these diapers."

My sister seemed to enjoy watching there older brother stroke out.

"Why do I have to go, Mom?"

"Well, Josh, we are going to shop for some clothes for you to wear. You know all your big boy clothes won’t fit anymore. Now lets get you ready, young man!"

"O.K. Mom. I headed up to the nursery and mom followed. She unlocked my closet and it was almost empty.

"Mom, where are all my clothes?"

"Josh, we gave them away to charity as we knew that they wouldn’t fit you anymore and figured by the time your out of diapers this time you would of out grown them anyway."

This really bummed me as I really had some kewl stuff, but what could I say? They wouldn’t fit me as long as I wore diapers.

She gave me some shoes and socks and the pair of sweats I had on yesterday. She had to help me pull them up over my diapers and I’m sure they could rip at any second.

"Josh, we will get you some pants at the first stop."

With that we headed for the car. Of course my sister had to comment.

“Nice sweats, Josh,” they said in laughter and I’m sure I was quite a sight.

We got to an outlet mall not too far from our house and Mom knew exactly where she was headed to. We pulled up in front of the OshKosh super store.

"Mom, what are we stopping here for? All they have is baby clothes."

"Let's go take a look. You always liked your overalls when you were a toddler, and now that your just a big toddler maybe we can find something to fit you."

In we went as I could barely walk with those tight sweats, kind of waiting for them to rip at any second. When we entered the store all the sales girls were starring at us we walked around the infant stuff, and Mom picked up little sizes saying how cute they would be if only in my size. One of the girls walked over to us and asked if she could help.

"Yes, do you have any overalls that could fit my son here?"

She did a close-up once-over and seemed to stop when she got to the diaper bulge.

"Well, we have some larger sizes for boys over here, but I’m not sure they will fit. But we do have a dressing room back in the corner. She led us over to the boys section and Mom loved what she saw. They had some regular blue-jean types, but they also had a few in printed corduroy material. They had race cars on them. She picked out one of the larger sizes and told me to go to the dressing room to try them on. I went into the room and tried to get my sweats off. As hard as I tried I couldn't get them over my diapers. I must of been in there for some time as soon I heard Mom calling for me to see if anything was wrong. I heard her ask the sales lady if she could come in a help me.

"Oh, for sure, you can help your son."

Mom opened the door on the dressing room without even knocking and caught me struggling with those sweat pants.

"Here, Josh, let me help you."

And with a couple expert yanks off the sweats came. She then helped me on with the overalls which, once the sides were buttoned, were very roomy. She stood back and asked me how I liked them.

"Well, they fit good, but I can’t wear them. They are too babyish, Mom." Guess I must have said the right word-- “BABY.”

"Now Josh, I think those look just adorable on you ,and they do fit well over your diapers."

"Aw, Mom."

"Josh, why don’t you wear these 'til we find you something else. At least they fit better than those sweat pants do. Let me get a shirt that goes better with them."

She returned a few minutes with a blue T-shirt that had an Oshkosh emblem on them, which was kind of kewl, but once it was on no one could even see it under my bibs. On the way out Mom picked out several more pair of overall and much to my delight even some plain denim ones. We went over to the sales counter and the girls commented how cute my overalls were as one of them was ringing up the sales. The tag for the T-shirt was hanging out the back of my shirt and Mom kind of spun me around so she could bar code it. Then one took me closer to the cashier and she reached down by my waist to bar code the one on the overall. I’m sure she knew then about my diapers. She told me those overalls are real cute and told my Mom that they would be getting more, in the next few weeks.

We left and headed off to our next stop. Oh no, it was Target! All my friends are always talking about shopping there with their moms.

"Please Mom, not here. Someone will see me."

"Oh Josh, don’t be a baby," she said with a smirk. "You have your new overalls on, so no one will see your diapers better than those sweats, or would you like those back?"

We went in, seemed lots of kids were looking as I’m sure everyone knew I was wearing diapers and those overalls looked more for a toddler than a 14 year old, sorry, 14 3/4. We went to the boys department where Mom found some big-sized corduroy cargo pants that were pretty cool, so she sent me in to try them on. Maybe if they fit I could wear them home I thought. She told me to come out after I got them on so she could check them for fit. I got those overalls off pretty quickly and in no time had the cargo pants on. Fit pretty well, I thought. A look in the mirror confirmed they even kind of hid those diapers so the disposables should be no problem.

"Mom," I called out. She came over and looked them over and pulled at the crotch as moms will do to satisfy her that they fit well.

"Josh, it looks like you have some new pants. Please put your overalls back on and I’ll be over there pointing to the far side of the boys department.

"Mom, can’t I wear these pants instead?"

No, Josh, we can’t do that here, I’m sorry. Just put your overalls back on!"

I headed back to change and after I did went to find my mom. I found her with an armload of stuff as she was walking around.

"Hi, Josh, come over here. Your straps are twisted, guess I do have to dress you."

She unbuckled my strap and straightened it out, then patted me on the butt just like a mom would do with a little kid.

"Mom someone will see you, stop it."

"Josh, come over here. I what to check your size."

We walked over to a rack of pajamas, and to my amazement, she picked out a pair of footed sleepers in my size that had dinosaurs on them. OH NO! Why would a store have those for big kids? But there they were, and several colors also. She held a pair up to me.

"Looks like they will fit just fine, Josh. Maybe you should try them on."

"What? In the store? No way, Mom."

"Well, we want to make sure they will fit before we buy them."

She headed me back to the dressing room and handed me the sleeper on my way in. Again she told me to come out after putting them on. I took my time putting these on but had no trouble as they, like small-kids size, had a zipper down one leg and I had no trouble zipping them up past my diapers. I had to admit they were really soft and felt good over my plastic pants, but that's another story. Now I had to go out a show Mom as I knew she was waiting. I walked out trying to hear if someone else was in the dressing room.

"Mom," I kind of whispered once out. I didn’t see her at first as she was sitting on a bench off to the side.

"Josh, come over here and let me see. I went over to her all the time looking around.

"Josh, don’t be so nervous, those are really cute."

As she was examining them I saw a kid from school coming this way with his mom.

"Mom, let me go change, please."

"OK, Josh, they fit fine," she said as I almost sprinted into the dressing room. I heard the other kid enter another room and Mom called to me that she would be over picking out a few other sleepers and to meet her there when I was done.

I was done all right. I got changed quickly and tried to get out before he was done, but it takes time to get overalls on so as I was leaving he was right behind me.

“Nice Overalls, Joshy.” I didn’t even turn around, just left.

I caught up with Mom who had picked up a few other pairs and we next headed over to the baby department. She picked up some powder and some more Pampers, to put inside my disposables, I guess, and then we were off the check out.

We had all the stuff up at the checkout and the kid from school was over at another pointing at me to his mom, and the checker was really looking me over as he was ringing everything up. He asked Mom if she found everything OK and she told he she was delighted at what she had found.

We headed off for the car and Mom asked me if I was very wet. I told her no, but when she had everything loaded in the car she unsnapped the side snaps of my overall and stuck her finger under the plastic pant to find one very wet diaper.

"Josh, you told me you were dry."

"Mom, I thought I was." It even surprised me I had must of wet several times and didn’t even realize it. What was happening? Am I losing all control? Am I turning into a toddler?

"Well, you will just have to wait 'til we get home and then I’ll change your pants, Josh. I can’t believe you wet yourself and didn’t know."

We pulled back into the driveway and I helped Mom unload the car. My sisters were home and both commented on how cute my overalls were.

We had lunch and then Mom took me up to my new room and changed my very wet diapers. It really felt good to have them changed, for the dry ones were like heaven. After she was done she raised the rail of the crib and told me to take a nap and to try to stay dry. She left the room and as I lay there trying to fall asleep. I suddenly remembered Joey. That’s right, he is supposed to be here this afternoon. Maybe Mom won’t leave me here to long. Just as I was drifting off to sleep I heard the door bell ring. A couple of minutes latter I heard Dad and Joey talking.

"Come with me, Joey, I'll take you up to Josh’s new room."

Oh sh--, he’s bringing my best friend up to the nursery and he will see me in my new crib. No, dad wouldn’t do that? Or would he?