Wash Day Dan woke up and hopped out of bed. It was Saturday, which meant he would be spending the day with his mom, as they shopped for groceries. Grocery shopping was never one of Dan’s favorite things to do, but he didn’t mind because if he was good his mom would always buy him a toy that he wanted. Most days he was good enough that his mom would reward him with a toy, or a trip to McDonalds, or out for some ice cream; which always made it worth the while. “Danny, I hope you’re out of bed and getting ready to go; I have to get your sister ready, so I’m giving you 15 minutes”, his mom shouted up the stairs to him. “Ok mom, I just have to get dressed, be there in ten,” Dan said back. Dan knew it would take his mom at least ten minutes to get his sister ready, as she was only 2 years old. Dan figured he had a bit of time to play before getting ready to leave (as he knew the routine his mom would go through of waking Sally up, changing her diaper, getting her dressed and all the other stuff involved in getting her ready) so he decided to take out some of his Star Wars figures and set up one of his favorite scenes. Before he knew it, ten minutes had flown by and Dan was suddenly snapped out of his play world to the sounds of his mother calling him. “Dan, are you about ready to go, I’ve almost got you sister ready” she yelled up to him. “Uh oh”, Dan thought to himself and then yelled down to his mom; “I’ll be just a second”. Dan knew he could get himself ready fairly quick; he was seven after all and had be dressing himself for about three years. So he went to work finding clothes to wear; grabbed one of his favorite Spider-man T-shirts, some jeans and was half dressed when he realized he didn’t have any clean underwear. Dan was bad for not always getting his clothes in the wash, especially his underwear. His mom constantly bugged him about it, but like a typical boy, he would let his clothes pile up in his room. Dan had to think fast as his mom would be getting anxious. He opened the door to his room, which led into the hall where the hamper with all their dirty laundry was kept. He opened the lid to the hamper, hoping to find an old pair of underwear he could slip on quick, so as not to keep his mother waiting. But to his horror when he opened the lid, there were no clothes to be found in it, which probably meant it was washday. “Oh great”, he thought to himself, “just my luck, it’s wash day and I have nothing clean to wear; mom’s gonna freak”. Just then he heard his mom’s footsteps and then saw her holding his sister at the foot of the stairs leading to upper level. She looked less than pleased when she looked at Dan standing there in the hall not dressed. “Daniel Thomas, what do you think you are doing, why aren’t you dressed?” she asked with a fair amount of annoyance prevalent in her voice. “I gave you plenty of time, what were you doing anyways?” Dan swallowed hard, “I don’t have any clean underwear,” Dan confessed. “You don’t have any clean underwear?” she said with a fair amount of anger in her voice. How many times have I told you to get your dirty laundry in the hamper. I really don’t have time to deal with this.” She was really frustrated, and was trying to think what to do. “You know what” she said anger tainting her voice, “I really ought to spank you for this, but we really don’t have time”. “What am I going to do”, she said aloud, although she seemed to be thinking more to herself. “You have to wear something, there is no way I’m letting you go without underwear; but you are not wearing dirty underwear, either”. Then she seemed to have a sudden idea, and she looked to Dan with a bit of a smirk on her face. “I will be doing wash today, but not until later; so for the mean time, I want you to go up to your sister’s room and bring me down one of her disposable diapers.” “DIAPERS”, Dan almost shouted, “but I’m not a baby”. “Well maybe if you would get your underwear in the hamper like you are supposed to, it wouldn’t come to this. Secondly, I really do not appreciate you taking that tone with me, and if you keep it up I will give you a spanking. Do you understand me young man?” “Yes” he said feeling trapped; he hadn’t seen his mom this mad in quite some time. “Good” she said, “Now go get one of your sister’s diapers so we can get going”. Dan slowly walked up the stairs to his sister’s room. Dan walked into his sister’s room, and the smell of baby powder instantly hit him. He was really embarrassed; and didn’t really want to wear a diaper. But what choice did he have, if he put up a big fuss, his mother would probably just spank him and then make him wear the diaper anyway. Dan slowly approached the change table, saw the stacks of neatly stacked diapers, and grabbed one from the top. He examined it a little closer, felt the soft plastic backing in his hands, and then noticed the sticky tape paneling covered with pictures of teddy bears and kids blocks. They were Pampers size 5 Stretch, Dan confirmed to himself. He knew that because he had seen the commercials on TV. “Dan, what is taking you so long?” Dan heard his mother shout from downstairs. “You better not be stalling.” “I’m coming”, Dan hollered back, as he moved down the stairs to the front door. “What took you so long?”, his mom wanted to know. “Never mind just give me the diaper.” Dan handed his mom the diaper and she then instructed him to lie down on the floor. Dan watched helplessly as his mom unfolded the disposable diaper, grabbed Dan’s legs in one hand bring them up into the air just as you would a toddler, and slid the diaper under his bum. She didn’t bother with any baby powder or cream to, Dan’s relief. “Spread your legs apart”, as Dan complied with this request, he felt his mom bring the diaper up between his legs. She then held the front of the diaper with one hand, and used the other to grab the tape on the back of the diaper and tape it snuggly to the front. She pulled the diaper good and snug on him, and then taped up the other side. “Okay,” she said, “you’re all set, now go put on some shorts and we can go.”