Busted While Diaper Browsing

I know a lot of us AB, DL's, have done the Navy aisle brows in our time. Mostly as an older kid, with great wonderment, excitement, and wishfulness.

I use to love, breaking away from my mom in the stores, to seek out the baby department, or aisle. My favorite was Woolworth. It was something, not easy to do, when you were mostly, expected to stay close! You had to be somewhat inventive, about your need to wander elsewhere on your own. I can't say now, how good I was at this, but mom was usually preoccupied enough for short visits, or detours of my own. I can remember using the, " I want to go look at a toy" excuse plenty of times. But, sometimes the baby areas were out of the way of the actually toy department.

Sometimes I didn't read mom well, and she was in a hurry, and not going to stay in any one place long. This put my baby department browsing at risk of detection.

I was very aware, of not wanting to be caught looking at diapers, plastic panties, etc. How could I possibly explain my being there, or near.

It was such a thrill, to see all the different plastic pants there were, and I wanted to see everything there was to see.

I often thought I was caught at times, but I don't recall ever being questioned about it.

I do recall, one of the more easily assailable places to see baby items, but not very well stocked, was the trip to the food market. Mom did a routine route up and down every isle, so we would always pass the baby items. And back in my time, that was cloth diapers and plastic pants. Disposables were not popular yet. But, I did also brows disposables later, when they became more widely used.

Anybody ever do this too, and did you ever get busted by someone?

HEY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING LOOKING THROUGH THE BABY AISLE? "WHAT! ??? NO! I, I, I, WAS LOOKING FOR THE TOYS."

DO YOU NEED SOME DIAPERS? (YES!!!) NO! I THOUGHT THE TOYS WERE OVER HERE.

I guess I never did the baby-aisle-browse as a child (late 1960's, early 70's. As much as I remember being interested in wearing diapers at about age 8, I never did much about until I found our old cloth diapers in a closet at home. My earliest post-baby wearing was sneaking around with those.

As an adult, I have always been careful not to be seen in the diaper aisle. I've no reason to be there, and anyone who knows me knows this. I confine my diaper browsing to adult products.

I was once almost, quickly shut down the search and played it awkwardly cool. I was hoping my mother figure at the time would not notice. Whew it was a close one.

Because I was a bedwetter was always in night diapers and plastic pants, but shopping trips and going down the baby isle was a time when I would always wonder if mom was going to stop and pick up other baby things to make me use.

Ah.... The baby aisle! When Mom shopped with me in tow. I always hoped for a trip down the baby aisle. It was sort of like the approach of a thunderstorm. The excitement of knowing it was coming. Then., when you arrived the thrill of seeing it all. WHAT A RUSH!! I still recall the rubber pants hanging on the hooks, dozens of them in all the sizes and colors. Sometimes. if I was lucky, I could break away and spend just a few more seconds in that dream world. What made it even better was the "danger" factor". Not only Mom, but ALL those women that saw no reason for me to be in THAT isle. I can't imagine what I'd have done if I were caught. ....probably wet my pants for real and end up diapered..... (well, you can always dream)