John got the boys to both sit on the edge of the bed. Then proceeded to take off their blindfolds. The boy automatically looked at each other. Both were stunned at what they saw. John did tell them that he had a surprise for them and this was one major shock to the boys who started to sob.

“Well guys, you are now 7 years old and you still wet your bed. So Mummy and I have decided that you are now going to wear diapers every night, so you don’t wake up in wet clothes and to make it easy on us. Washing your sheets every night is a pain, so we think a wet diaper is easy to wash than a load of sheets. That our final decision and you will now wear diapers til you can stop wetting them at night.

“But that’s not fair Daddy “cried Mark.

“Only babies wear diapers and I am no baby,” bawled Mitchell.

“If you think that ,stop crying like one Mitchell” John replied.

The same goes for you Mark, if you think only babies wear diapers and you keep crying like one, then Mummy and Daddy will treat you like one. What do you say to that ?”

“Noooooo, I am no baby” wept Mark.

“Me too ” Mitchell declared.

“Ok then , from now on you will be wearing diapers every night and if you misbehave. You will be treated like a baby, do I make myself clear ?”

“Yes Daddy” they both replied.

“Well you be good boys for Daddy and jump into bed” John said in a quiet voice.

John finally had the boys at his mercy. He knew they didn’t have a choice but to behave. Everything had gone to plan. Now all that was left was for Julie to tell Sam that his brothers were now going to be wearing diapers every night.

“Sammy darling ,I need to tell you something” Julie said anxiously as she started to tuck Sam into bed.

“What is it Mummy?” Sam enquired.

“You know how Mark and Mitchell told you they were getting a surprise from Daddy? Well that what I want to talk to you about” Julie said calmly.

“Ok. Mummy tell me , is it something nice?”

“Well Sam, you know how your brothers still wet the bed?”

“Yeah,“ Sam said with a snigger in his voice.

“Well, Mummy and Daddy have decided that your brothers need some help with their wetting the bed. So...”

Sam interrupted his mother, “What sort of help, Mummy?”

“Well that is what Mark and Mitchell’s surprise was honey. Since your brothers show now sign of stop wetting their beds, Mummy and Daddy don’t want them to wake up in wet pyjamas anymore ,so they will be wearing diapers to bed.”

“ So Mark and Mitchell are wearing diapers like babies,” Sam laughed out loud.

“Excuse me young man, they are not babies” Julie said firmly.

“Well only babies wear diapers” replied Sam Julie grabbed Sam by the arm.

“I will make it clear to you Sam, If I or Daddy hear you ever call your brothers ‘babies’ because they wear diapers, You’ll be in major trouble mister. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes Mummy” Sam said with a sense of arrogance.

“And another thing .If I ever find out you talking to anyone outside this house about Mark and Mitchell having to go back to wearing diapers. You will be in so much trouble that you will wish that you weren’t born.” Julie said with authority.

“Now go to sleep” whispered Julie

“But is Daddy coming in to kiss me good night” asked Sam.

“Ok I will go and get him, but please say in your bed”

No sooner than Julie left the room to get John. Sam jumped out of his bed and ran to see Mark and Mitchell. He then stuck his head in the door. Noticing that his father had already left, Sam thought he would tease his brothers.

“Look at the big babies. Did you wet your diaper yet?”, teased Sam.

Mark and Mitchell didn’t know what to say, they were overcome by the whole ordeal of wearing diapers.

They broke down and cried,. “Mummmmy..... Dadddddy......”

John and Julie got to the door as Sam was just about run back to his room.

“What are you doing here young man! I thought your mother told you wait in your room until I came to kiss you good night.” John yelled.

“I just came in to see Mark and Mitchell that’s all” sheepishly grinned Sam.

“Did you now?, Then why are they both crying then ?”demanded John.

“I dunno Daddy” smiled Sam.

“Well I bet I can guess, So I will make this clear for the last time Sam Smith, If either I or your mother find out you were making fun of your brothers. Well.... Let’s say you are in for some punishment that you won’t like”.

Sam wasn’t sure what his father meant but he knew enough to go to his bedroom that instant. Once the twins calmed down they both fell asleep. Sam fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.