That night the lemonade that Sam drank took a toll on his body .He couldn’t control himself while he was sleeping , and wet his bed. Sam woke up fully soaked. When he realised what he had done he broke down and cried. John heard Sam crying and came in to see what the fuss was.

“What’s the matter ?” asked John.

“Daaaaaaaaddy I wet my bed” cried Sam.

“Well how do you think you brothers feel every night, when they wet their bed?”

“Ummmm” Sam was lost for words.

John helped Sam get changed and cleaned up his bed.

Mitchell noticed his father removing the wet sheets form Sam’s room. He then ran to see Sam.

“Hey Sam !, I know what you did last night .Who’s the baby now?” .Mark said with glee.

Sam knew he had been wrong in teasing his brothers and told them he was ‘sorry’.

Later that evening after the twins had got put in their diapers. John went to Sam’s room to dish out the punishment he had for him.

Right Sam, I told you yesterday you were going to be punished and it is time for you to get it.

“Please Daddy, I will be good” Sam pleaded.

“Yes I know you will. Well last night you wet your bed, and now you know how it feels for Mark and Mitchell to wake up wet every morning”

John was building up to the plan he had started the night earlier.

“Well Sam since you think it is funny that your brother wear diapers, I have decided for your punishment that you will wear a diaper tonight.”

“But I don’t need to wear a diaper , I don’t wet my bed.” Sam said with self assurance.

“Well you did last night” John replied.

“Well I won’t tonight, will I !!”

“That’s fine Sam, But you will, and I know you will”

“How?” Sam cried.

“Well... Last night you drank all that lemonade, and that made you wet your bed” Sam then realised how he had wet his bed. John then opened the bottom drawer of Sam’s bed side table, and brought out a glass and a large bottle of water. Then filled the glass to the top.

“Sam I told you that you would be punished, so you are going to drink this.”

“But...but” Sam stammered.

“No buts about it, drink up .And when you finish that one , you will be having another one”.

Sam reluctantly drank the glasses of water.

“Daddy I am full now” Sam cried.

“Yes I know you are, son. Now come over here and I will put your diaper on you.”

Sam knew he didn’t have a choice. So he just lay there while his father put the diaper on him.

“Ok Sam, don’t we look cute”, said John . Feeling quite happy that he had achieved his plan.

“Very funny Daddy” Sam snapped.

“Yes it is, and do you want to know something else.”

“What ?”Sam said angrily

“Well your punishment don’t end with you wearing just for tonight” ,said John with a hidden agenda in mind.

“Huh?”

“Well you will wear a diaper to bed til you can stop wetting it and every night you will be drinking two glasses of water before you go to bed, so you see Sam that how I know you will wet your diaper tonight and every night from now on.”

Sam was shocked by what his father told him. He was speechless, he then broke done and cried. It took him a half hour to fall asleep. With in a couple minutes of being sound asleep he wet his diaper.

The next morning the boys were told to come to the lounge room as soon as they got up. Mark and Mitchell still didn’t know what punishment Sam had gotten, only when Sam walked in the room with a soggy diaper did they know .The twins looked at their father and knew full well not to say a word. From then on there was no more teasing about wearing diapers.

THE END..... (or is it ?)