"No Joey, Josh's room is down here now," I heard my Dad telling him as they were coming down the hall. I then heard the door open as I looked through the rails of my new crib to see the shocked look on my best friend's face. I couldn’t imagine what was going through his mind at that time.

Dad left the room and Joey just stared at me.

"Well aren’t you gonna say something, Joey?"

"Josh, what happened?"

I explained what had happened which he knew most of it from school.

"Man, Josh, I guess you were right, your parents aren’t messing around. This stuff looks kind of permanent to me. I’ve never seen such a big crib and it looks like all you got to wear is diapers."

I told him about our shopping trip as I heard my Mom coming down the hall.

“Well, hello Joey,” my mother greeted him. "How do you like Josh’s new room?"

"I guess it's OK," Joey told her.

"Well Joey, it’s Josh’s nap time. Maybe you could come back around 2:00 or so and you two could play."

"Yeah, I can come back then."

Joey turned to leave.

"Bye Josh."

Mom came in a little before 2:00 and got me up, she checked my diapers and found them a little damp so she went to the closet and opened it up and got me a T-shirt out. Putting that on, she told me to stay in the crib while she went to her room and came back with the Oshkosh shortalls she had purchased earlier that day. I started to get out of the crib to put them on and she told me to get back in. She then unsnapped the crotch and slipped them over my head.

"See, Josh, I modified them during your nap so we can dress you easier."

She then had me lie down and lift up as she slid them over my diapers and then reached between my legs and snapped the crotch closed.

"There, all secure."

She then got me a pair of socks and my white high top tennis shoes and helped me on with them.

"There, hop down, little fellow," she told me. She told me to look in the mirror, and to my surprise I really looked like a big toddler.

I heard Joey’s voice downstairs and mom told me to go play. I went downstairs and again Joey just stared.

“Wow Josh, you look like your wearing my little brother's clothes.”

"Thanks, Joey. I know they look like little kids' clothes, but it's all my Mom will let me wear, but its better than just having diapers and a t shirt."

We played computer games most of the afternoon in the den when about 5:00 Mom came in with a clean diaper and some plastic pants.

"Josh, are your pants wet?"

"Well, uh, uh, a little, mom."

"Josh, we can’t get rid of that rash if you don’t let us know when you’ve wet your diapers."

"But Mom, they're not that wet, can’t I change later?"

“Let me check, Josh,” she said as she headed my way with her arm load of stuff. She set them down on the couch in the den and then unsnapped the side of my shortalls. Then she reached her finger in the front of my plastic pants, but not to my surprise found a fairly wet diaper.

"Josh, I think we better get you into some dry pants right away," she said as she told me to sit on the floor. I just looked at Joey standing there.

“Mom, please not in front of Joey.”

"Oh Josh, you two are in swimming together. I’m sure you two have seen each other, this isn’t any different."

Joey looked kind of uncomfortable just standing there. As Mom pushed me on my back and unsnapped the snaps in my crotch she pulled the legs of my shortall over my waist. She then removed my diaper pins and pulled my baby pants and diapers off together and left me there naked. As she cleaned me up with the wipes she slipped another thick cloth diaper under me. Joey handed her the powder which she used a lot of and rubbed it in good on my rash. Then he gave her some pins and before I knew it she had my diaper pinned on tightly again.

"Joey, could you give me Josh’s plastic pants? Thanks, you seem to know all about this," Mom told him. But we knew why he did as he also was a bed wetter and wore diapers at night.

Mom then snapped the crotch back up and with a pat on the butt I was in dry diapers again.

We played for about another hour and then Joey went home. Mom and Dad did keep me in cloth diapers all weekend and the rash seemed to be getting better but the end of the weekend. As I went to bed Sunday night it was hard to sleep wondering what a new school week might bring?

Next thing I remember was the sound of my crib rail being let down.

"Wake up Josh. Come on, sleepyhead, time to get up. Wow, you must have really wet your diapers last night. Why, the front of your sleepers are even wet."

Looking down I was amazed why they were wet I overflowed my diapers.

"Let's get you out of those wet things," Mom said as she helped me to my feet. She then unzipped my sleeper and told me to go take a shower. After I was cleaned up I went back into my room where she was waiting for me with an Attends in her hand. She had me jump up into my crib, and once lying back she looked over my rash.

"Well, Josh, it's almost gone, but still kind of red."

She put ointment on it then slipped the disposable diaper under me and sprinkled lots of powder on me. She then had me sit up and put a striped T-shirt on and then had me step into my denim overalls. They seemed really big. I’m sure cloth diapers would ft just fine and I’m sure that's why she got them that big. She pulled the overalls up and put white high top tennis shoes on my feet.

She then had me jump down and buckled my overalls back up and sent me off to breakfast. The disposables seems to be much louder than the cloth were this weekend but I was glad to be able to wear them.

After breakfast it was off to school and a look in the mirror on the way out, I wasn’t so bad. I walked into homeroom and again everyone looked. I’m sure after the last few weeks just to see what I might be up to. Nobody really bothered me that morning and it was off to swimming practice and then lunch.

I got to the gym and went in to change I got the overalls off OK then slipped the diaper off. It was quite wet but not leaking. I then slipped on my red Speedo and went to take a shower. It really felt good as my rash still hurt a bit. One of the guys saw my rash and it started:

“LOOK Josh has diaper rash!”

“Man he can’t swim with us. He should be wearing little swimmers, not Speedos.”

The coach hearing all the commotion came out to see what was going on.

"Come on, guys, you can’t catch a rash like that," as he looked me over. "Now let's get to the pool for a real workout."

We did our practice laps and had a great time. Soon no one even bothered me as I must have surprised them with my swimming. I must say I am faster than almost all of them.

After practice I got to talking to a few guys but after we showered and I went to get dressed they all kind of stayed away and as I put my clean Attends on. I could once again hear laughter form all over the gym, only Joey would come talk to me.

Well, the rest of the week has been pretty much a routine, but I do get put to bed really early, about 7:00 or 7:30 at the latest. Maybe eventually my parents will ease up, but not much I can do until they do. They still dress me as they want as they keep my closet locked up.

Wow, I can’t believe it's October already. My birthday is next week the 9th. I wonder what I might get or maybe I shouldn’t. Never thought I would be wearing diapers on my 15th birthday, much less sleeping in a crib.

Well dudes I’ll let you know what happens for my birthday and maybe some of you can send me E mail birthday.