    "Bill" BY CODY MATTHEW JAMES III 2/8/05

    Chapter 18 CHRIS MAKES A DECISION

    "Do I get one of these catalogs to keep Bill?"

    "I was going to give you a dozen Scotty, but if you only want one."

    "No I'll take all I can get."

    "Okay Scotty, one dozen, plus one." Bill said as he took another
    catalog from his lap and put it on the table in front of me.

    I looked at Bill wondering why he sat another catalog down in front of
    me.

    "Open it up Scotty, and read what Mr. Jordan wrote under your picture."

    I opened the catalog to the first page and read it:

    To Scotty, Thank you very much for your help in making this catalog.
    Millions of boys and girls around the world will now know that they are
    not the only ones who have wetting accidents, and now there are
    products that they can wear for protection. Thank you again Scotty.
    Fred Jordan

    "I like it Bill. It's even better then the blue ribbon I got at school
    last year for the track meet."

    Cathy picked up the catalog and read it herself, then said, "You can
    show this to your kids one of these days Scotty."

    "Time to get you ready for the rehearsal Scotty." Bill said as he held
    out the plastic bottle.

    "Can I do something first Bill? Only take a second."

    "You got two minutes Scotty."

    "Can I give one of these catalogs to someone Bill?"

    "Sure Scotty."

    I grabbed a catalog and left the trailer. I looked towards the swings,
    and Justin was still there. I ran over to him, and tossed the catalog
    to him as I said, "That's the new Jordan catalog Justin. It's yours to
    keep. Talk to you later." then I ran back to the trailer and went
    inside.

    "You got one minute and forty seconds left Scotty." Bill jokingly said
    as he looked at his watch.

    Cathy got me undressed, and changed my diaper and then put a thin cloth
    diaper over the school diaper I had on. I strapped the plastic bottle
    to my leg and put the little tube into the front of my diaper. Cathy
    helped me put my socks on, then my baseball pants. As I held my hands
    up, Bill put my new Rangers baseball shirt on me, then he tucked it
    into my pants as Cathy put my new shoes on me.

    "Now you're an official Rangers baseball player Scotty." Bill said as
    he looked me over.

    I got up, and went over to the small mirror to look at myself, and I
    liked what I saw.

    "Lets get out there slugger, and have some fun." Bill said.

    "What about me?" Ricky asked.

    "You can come too Ricky." Bill said

    We went outside and watched the baseball game until the batter hit a
    popup for the third out.

    "Okay guys, I want you to gather around." Bill yelled at all the
    baseball players.

    Bill gave them instructions then sent them to their positions. I was
    first at bat, and I was nervous. I hadn't swung a baseball bat since
    February in PE class, and I struck out then. I put on a helmet and
    swung the aluminum bat a few times before I went to the plate. The
    pitcher wound up, then he tossed the ball underhand to me. I swung hard
    and hit the ball right back towards the pitcher, a line drive right at
    him. He ducked the ball, and it went to the left of he second base into
    center field.

    "Aren't you going to run Scotty?" Bill yelled from the dugout.

    "As soon as the pitcher throws the ball right!"

    "You want it fast Scotty?" Bill yelled again.

    "Yup." I yelled back at him.

    Bill yelled to the pitcher, "Regular way Carlos. Pitch it to Scotty the
    regular way."

    I stood there waiting for the pitch. Carlos wound up, and delivered his
    fastball. The ball zipped past me, and Shawn yelled, "Ball one." then
    he added, "Good eye Scotty, that ball was just outside."

    "What ball?" I said to Shawn joking.

    Carlos wound up again, and pitched it over the plate. I swung hard, and
    caught a piece of the ball. The catcher retrieved it near the Panthers
    dugout, and threw it back to the pitcher. Carlos wound up again and
    delivered it over the plate as I swung, and hit it for a fly into
    center field where it was caught.

    "Good going Scotty. Stay at bat until you get to first base." Bill
    yelled again.

    "What if I hit a homer Bill? Should I stay at first?"

    Bill laughed.

    Carlos pitched again, I swung and missed the ball, and Shawn yelled,
    "Strike one."

    Carlos wound up, and threw his fastball again. I swung hard, and hit
    the ball right over the shortstop into left field. I ran to first base
    as the left fielder threw the ball to Chris at second base.

    "Good hit little dude." Chris yelled from second base, then threw the
    ball to Carlos.

    "Hold it guys." Bill yelled as he came onto the field. He walked over
    to me, and we talked for a second, and he reminded me to run past
    second base, then back up and stay on second base. The next batter hit
    a grounder towards first base, and I ran as fast as I could to second
    base, squeezing the little bulb that was in my hand. I overran second
    base, then backed up to second. I looked down at the front of my pants,
    and they were wet. I led off and Chris was looking down at the wet spot
    on the front of my pants, and teasing me about wetting my pants like a
    baby, but I pretended that I didn't hear him. The next batter struck
    out, then the batter after him hit one way out into right field inside
    the foul line. I made it to third base, then Bill stopped the game
    again, and came over to talk to me.

    "This is it Scotty. Chris is going to tease you about your wet pants.
    You see it for the first time and are really embarrassed, and try to
    hide it as you run off the field. Okay guys, as soon as I'm off the
    field, Chris you take it from there."

    Bill left the field, and Chris walked halfway between second and third
    base, pointing to the wet spot on the front of my pants, and calling me
    a baby who needs to wear a diaper. I covered the front of my pants and
    ran off the field towards the swings. Bill yelled "CUT".

    Cathy took me back into the trailer to put on a dry cloth diaper, and a
    dry pair of pants. After we went thru the same thing five times, Bill
    called for a lunch break.

    Chris, Cathy, Ricky, and I went over to the catering truck to get some
    lunch. As we sat down at the table to eat, Chris said, "You hit good
    for a little dude Scotty."

    "I can hit the ball okay, but I'm a lousy fielder."

    "Scotty, maybe you and Chris should try out for the Dodgers this
    spring. The way they are playing, they could use all the help they can
    get." Cathy said joking.

    "Naw, they couldn't afford us, besides my mom wants me home, and in bed
    by eight." I said.

    "Yeah, I can see it now. Fans, the games been called until tomorrow
    because Scotty's mommy wants him to go nite nite now." Chris said.

    'Where is my mom anyway Cathy?"

    "I saw her go into the trailer when Bill called lunch break."

    "Do you think my mom and Bill…"

    "No they are probably looking over the video tape Scotty."

    "Hey Chris, you going to tell Cathy about last night?" I asked

    "Huh Scotty?"

    "You know, bedtime call."

    "Oh that. I let Mrs. Cutter put a diaper on me before bedtime Cathy."

    "I knew you could do it Chris. I'm proud of you." Cathy said.

    "I was scared. One of the guys was about to say something about me
    getting in line to get diapered, but he had second thoughts when he saw
    my fist…Oh Cathy, did Scotty tell you about Marcos."

    "No he didn't."

    "Marcos spoke for the first time last night after you guys took off for
    home."

    "You're kidding, what did he say Chris?"

    "He wanted to know Scotty's name, so I told him."

    "Yeah, Chris told him I was snotty." I said.

    "No I was just messing with your mind Scotty."

    "Chris, did you have a good night or a bad night?" I asked.

    "It was a bad but good night. My diaper was a little wet, but my bed
    was nice and dry. Chris said.

    Yeah I know what you mean Chris. I did the sleep study at the hospital
    and almost killed myself trying to get out of the bed."

    "What did you do Scotty, get out of the wrong side of the bed and
    almost fall out the window?" Chris asked.

    "No. Went to sleep in a hospital crib, had a bad dream, woke up, tried
    to get out of crib fast, hit head on the crib rail, sat down on bed
    quickly, saw pretty stars in my head, got up again, mom came in, doctor
    gave me a shot in my butt, and how was your night Cathy?"

    "Not as exciting as yours Scotty." Cathy said as she and Chris laughed.

    "What did they give you a shot for Scotty? For being such a good boy?"
    Chris asked as he laughed harder.

    "No they just wanted me to forget about my headache by giving me a butt
    ache I guess."

    "Your mom didn't tell me about that Scotty. She just said that you were
    allergic to the Pedisure, and had a bad nightmare that might be related
    to it." Cathy said as she stopped laughing.

    "Yeah, my mom was there holding me when the doctor yelled out to a
    nurse in the hallway that he needed a shot for me. The nurse came in
    and pulled my diaper down and gave me a shot. I fell asleep after I got
    the shot."

    "Sounds like they gave you a sedative to calm you down Scotty."

    "Whatever they gave me made me go to sleep fast."

    "We'll have to find something else to give you at night to fatten you
    up Scotty. I'll talk to my parents and see if they have any ideas."

    "I'm not 'lergic to anything." Ricky said.

    "Neither am I." Chris said.

    "I have to go back on Monday to take an allergy test to find out what
    I'm allergic to."

    Bill sounded the air horn over at the baseball field and we knew
    lunchtime was over. We dumped our trash in the can, and went back over
    to see what he wanted.

    "Okay guys, we are going to need you here tomorrow at twelve noon. Eat
    lunch before you come. We will be taping then, and make sure your
    uniforms are washed and clean. You can take off now." Bill said, then
    went into the trailer.

    "Cathy, are you going to give me a lift home?" Chris asked.

    "Sure Chris. I'll give Mrs. Cutter a call and see if you can go
    swimming over at the apartment."

    "Cathy, can we go over to the swings and talk to Justin for awhile?" I
    asked.

    "As long as you guys stay over there so I know where you are, and I
    mean stay there!"

    We ran over to Justin, and sat down on the swings.

    "Boy they got some neat stuff in the catalog Scotty. I wish I could buy
    some of the things I saw." Justin said.

    "You get an allowance Justin?"

    "Yeah, but it ain't much."

    "Why don't you get a job doing something?"

    "Like what?"

    "How about mowing yards, or washing your neighbors cars, things like
    that?" I asked.

    "I don't know where I can get a lawn mower, and most of my neighbors
    have their cars washed at the car wash."

    "How bout washing windows? My mommy and daddy hate doing that." Ricky
    said.

    "Yeah, all you need is some window cleaner, rags, and a ladder." Chris
    said

    "I got that stuff at home. I can ask my neighbor Mrs. Tanner. She's got
    a bunch of windows at her house." Justin said.

    "Then have her tell someone she knows that you want to wash windows." I
    said.

    "How much should I charge?" Justin asked.

    "A buck a window, and a buck fifty for sliding glass doors." Chris
    said.

    "Better make that fifty cents a window, and a dollar for sliding glass
    doors. It sounds better, and more people will hire you Justin. If they
    like your work, then they might want you to do it every week for them."
    I said.

    "Can I wash windows with you Justin?" Ricky asked.

    "I don't have any customers yet Ricky."

    "You guys ready to go home?" Cathy yelled at us.

    "Yeah, be right there." Chris yelled back.

    "You going to be here tomorrow Justin, and watch the taping?" I asked.

    "I thought you were taping today with all those cameras Scotty."

    "Bill wanted to tape a little, and see what angles he wanted to shoot
    tomorrow."

    "Yeah, I'll be here tomorrow Scotty." Justin said as he got up off the
    swing, then added, "Thanks for the catalog Scotty."

    Ricky, Chris, and I ran over to the S.U.V., and got in. Cathy buckled
    me and Ricky into our car seats.

    "Is my mom coming home with us Cathy?"

    "No Scotty. I think Bill wants to take her out to dinner tonight."

    "A date?"

    "Yeah, I think so."

    As we headed back to the apartment, Chris said, "I wish I didn't have
    to go back to the dumb home."

    "I know what you mean Chris. I had to stay at my uncle Bob's house once
    when my mom was in the hospital, and I didn't want to go. I was scared
    until my uncle Bob said we were going to have an ice cream sundae for
    dinner that night. I thought he meant we were going to have it for
    dessert after dinner, but we had ice cream sundaes for dinner."

    "Sounds like you have a neat uncle Scotty." Cathy said.

    "Yeah, he likes to take me places once in a while too. He took me to
    the movies once at the multiplex, and we saw all the movies they were
    showing that day. We watched one movie, and when it was over, he bought
    two more tickets and we went and watched the next movie. We saw all
    seven movies they were showing that day, one right after another."

    "Sounds like your not scared of him anymore" Cathy said.

    "Yeah I'm not scared of him anymore. I wish he would come over more
    often, but he lives so far away."

    "Did he know you wore diapers Scotty?" Chris asked.

    "Yeah, and the first time he changed me, I was scared he would stick me
    with the safety pin, and I knew he never changed a diaper on a kid
    before. He was careful not to stick me, and when I got up off the bed,
    the diaper slipped down from my waist to my ankles while I stood there.
    He had to diaper me all over again."

    "To bad he didn't have any disposable diapers he could put on you
    Scotty." Cathy said.

    "He got me dressed, then we went to the store and he bought some
    disposable diapers for me that day."

    On the way home, we argued about what we wanted to eat for dinner that
    night. Chris wanted pizza, I wanted fish and chips, Ricky wanted FOOD,
    and Cathy wanted to eat escargot. Cathy decided to order sub sandwiches
    from the pizza place. When we got home, Chris unbuckled Ricky's and my
    car seat harness, and then we raced to the front door of my apartment.
    We went into my bedroom, and Cathy helped Ricky and me get undressed
    while Chris undressed himself. Chris went to the bathroom and got our
    swim diapers as Cathy put a clean swim diaper on Ricky, then I handed
    her my swim diaper and got up on the dresser.

    "Looks like we better wash this one Scotty." Cathy said as she tossed
    the swim diaper into the laundry hamper.

    She took out a printed swim diaper that fastened in the rear, and put
    it on me. I climbed off the dresser, and Chris climbed up onto it. This
    time Chris had a small erection as he lay down on the changing pad, and
    Cathy didn't have to wait for the erection to go down like she did the
    last time she put a swim diaper on him. After Chris got his swim diaper
    on, we went into the living room and waited for Cathy to get changed
    into her swimsuit. When she came out of the bathroom, she tossed us a
    towel, then she went into my bedroom, and came back out with my float
    suit.

    "Free play today Scotty. No swimming lessons." she said as she pulled
    the float suit over my head and down, and then she snapped it together
    in my crotch.

    When we got to the pool, Ricky, and Chris dove into the deep end, and I
    jumped into the deep end after them. We talked and swam around in the
    deep end of the pool for over two hours. Cathy's cell phone rang and
    she answered it. It was Bill, and he said he would be back at the
    apartment in a few minutes, and wanted to talk to Chris when he got
    there. Cathy then told us that it was time to get out of the pool and
    go inside.

    Ricky got up on the dresser first, and Cathy changed him out of the
    swim diaper and put a printed sport diaper on him. Cathy took my float
    suit off of me, and my swim diaper off, and then I climbed up onto the
    dresser. She put a printed sport diaper on me while Chris watched.

    "Cathy, you know those all in ones I have?"

    "Yes Scotty."

    "They are too big on me and I thought Chris might like to wear one and
    see if it fits him."

    "What are all in ones?" Chris asked.

    "They are a cloth diaper and plastic pants sewn together. You put them
    on just like the swim diaper your wearing, and they have more room up
    front for bigger boys. Want to wear one Chris?" Cathy asked.

    "Sure, but I'd like to wear a sport or school diaper instead."

    "Sorry Chris but we only have the small size. It would take two of
    those taped together to fit you." Cathy said as she took the swim
    diaper off of Chris as he laid on top of the dresser.

    "Cathy, put the dinosaur print all in one on Chris, then we will all be
    wearing printed diapers." I said.

    "Put Scotty?"

    "Will you PLEASE put it on him?"

    "I thought you said they didn't make printed diapers in my size
    Scotty." Chris said.

    "Yeah I did, but I think these are medium size, not large size Chris. I
    think Bill grabbed these by accident when he was looking for the small
    size for me,"

    Cathy took out the dinosaur printed all in one diaper, and opened it
    up.

    "Boy, that's big enough to fit me and Ricky at the same time if I stood
    behind him while you were diapered us Cathy." I said.

    "Maybe Jordan makes these for little Siamese twins, or for bigger kids
    like Chris." Cathy said as she finished diapering Chris.

    "These fit just right. I thought they would be tight on me." Chris said
    as he sat up on the dresser and looked down at the all in one diaper.

    'You guys forgot that these diapers have not been washed yet. They
    shrink a little after they have been washed. If Chris was wearing one
    that had been washed already, it would look like Chris was wearing a
    bikini all in on diaper."

    "You mean if I wet right now, this all in one diaper would turn into a
    bikini?" Chris jokingly asked.

    Ricky stood there waiting for an answer with a perplexed look on his
    face.

    "Okay you guys, I want you to behave until I get changed, then I'll
    call our order in. I'd better add a couple of sub sandwiches for your
    mom and Bill in case they haven't eaten yet." Cathy said, then went
    into the bathroom to get changed.

    We went into the living room and turned on the TV.

    Bill drove down the alley next to the kitchen window in the apartment
    and honked his horn twice to let us know he was home.

    "I wonder what Bill wants to talk to me about." Chris said.

    "Maybe he wants you to work for Jordan Enterprises like me." I said.

    "I think Bill bought Chris a new baseball glove." Ricky said.

    "Was that Bill who honked?" Cathy asked.

    "Yeah. Cathy, why does Bill want to talk to Chris for?"

    "Don't know Scotty. If I were you, I'd keep my nose out of it. If Bill
    or Chris want you to know, they will tell you."

    The front door opened, and I ran over to it, and said, "Hi mommy."

    "Hi baby. I saw you up at bat, and you were great. I didn't know you
    could hit that good."

    "I learned to hit during PE at school."

    "I got some really good tape on you today Scotty, and it was
    sensational. Bill said as he closed the front door.

    "I was really that good Bill?" I asked.

    "You sure were champ. Now if you can do the same thing tomorrow, it
    would be magnificent."

    "What about me Bill? Was I okay?" Chris asked.

    "Without you Chris, there would be no commercial. You were perfect. You
    choose the right words to say to Scotty, and your timing was
    fantastic!"

    "If I didn't pee my pants, Chris would have not had anything to say." I
    said teasing him.

    Chris hit me in the arm, then asked, "Bill, what did you want to talk
    to me about?"

    "Jeanne, is there somewhere where Chris and I can talk privately for a
    few minutes?"

    "If you don't mind the mess, you can use Scotty's bedroom. I need to
    get changed myself," my mom said.

    Bill put his hand on Chris's shoulder, and led him to my room, then
    Bill closed the door. I sat down on the couch next to Ricky, and tried
    to watch cartoons, but I was worried about Chris.

    "Mommy." I said, then I saw the look on Cathy's face.

    "Never mind mommy." I said.

    I got up and went into the kitchen to get a soda, and stood there for a
    few moments wondering what Bill was talking to Chris about. I went back
    into the living room, and sat back down beside Ricky. A few more
    minutes went by, and I was getting nervous, then my bedroom door
    opened. Chris came out followed by Bill, and they were talking like
    nothing was up. When they finished talking, Chris went into the kitchen
    and got a Coke for himself. He came back into the living room and sat
    down on the couch beside me. Bill had gone into the bathroom, and Cathy
    was on the phone placing our order to the pizza place.

    "What did you and Bill talk about Chris?" I asked nervously.

    "Oh, it wasn't anything."

    "What was it Chris?" I almost demanded.

    "Oh Bill was thinking of becoming a foster parent, and wanted to know
    if I would be interested in living with him for awhile."

    I let out a big sigh of relief, then asked, "Are you going to live with
    him? It would be neat to have you living here at his apartment."

    "No. I don't like Roger's boys home that much, but I would miss the
    guys in my house."

    I sat back and realized at the tone of Chris's voice, there was no
    chance of changing his mind.

    "Bill is going to get me a weekend pass so I can spend the weekend with
    him, and maybe you too snotty."

    The sodas were sat down on the coffee table, and the wrestling match
    had begun. Ricky suddenly found himself in the middle, and in no time
    at all, I had Chris where I wanted him, sitting on top of my stomach,
    my arms pinned to the couch over my head, and me yelling uncle, and
    Ricky was enjoying it.

    "Okay you animals. What are you doing?" Cathy asked as she came into
    the living room.

    I thought for a moment, then said, "We're are just doing what you told
    us to do Cathy. You said be good until you get dressed, and you got
    dressed Cathy, so now we are being BAD."

    "Scotty Shawn McCormick, you sure know how to twist my words." Cathy
    said as she started tickling me while Chris continued sitting on me,
    and holding me down.

    I didn't know what to yell now, so I just started yelling 'UNCLE, and
    AUNTIE over and over again.

    "Do we have everything under control Cathy?" my mom asked as she walked
    into the living room followed by Bill.

    "I was just counting all the ticklish spots on Scotty." Cathy said.

    "Looks like you were refereeing a wrestling match between two diapered
    boys Cathy."

    "No just counting the ticklish spots Jeanne."

    "Then don't forget the spot right under his chin Cathy."

    "MOM!"

    There was a knock on the front door, and my mom answered it. It was the
    pizza guy with our sub sandwiches. My mom invited him inside, and asked
    him to put the food on the kitchen table. He kept his eyes on Chris,
    Cathy, and me as he walked past us to the kitchen table. After he put
    the food onto the table, he walked back towards the front door saying,
    "My friends told me stories about diaper parties, but I thought they
    were making them up."

    "It's not a diaper party, it's a Scotty tickling party." Cathy said.

    I looked up at Chris, and he was red with embarrassment, and still
    sitting on my stomach.

    "Boy, I wish I had a baby sitter like you when I was thirteen years
    old." the pizza guy said to Cathy.

    My mom paid for the food, and closed the front door after the pizza guy
    left. Chris got off of me and ran to the kitchen table with Ricky.
    Cathy helped me up off the couch and we went and got our food.

    Ricky, Chris, and I ate out food in the living room while we watched
    TV.

    "Hey Chris. I see your wearing an all in one diaper. How does it feel
    on you?" Bill asked.

    "Feels like I'm wearing briefs except these are a lot thicker." Chris
    answered.

    "I wish I could get Scotty to wear one."

    "I would Bill if they were my size. You can put Ricky and me into one
    of those at the same time. They are too big for me."

    "I'll have to get you some more Scotty, next time I'll make sure they
    are a smaller size."

    "Printed ones like the one Chris is wearing?" I asked.

    "I'll see Scotty."

    "You guys almost finished eating. I need to get Chris back home before
    seven." Cathy said.

    Chris, Ricky, and I finished eating our sandwiches, then we headed to
    my bedroom to get dressed.

    "Scotty, since this diaper is too big for you, do you mind if I swipe
    it?" Chris asked.

    "No way big dude, but you can have it. Let me know if it still fits you
    after it's been washed."

    Cathy put the animal print sun suit on me, and then she put a blue sun
    suit on Ricky. Chris slipped his baseball pants back on over his all in
    one diaper, then he put his Panther baseball shirt on.

    We got our shoes on and waited in the living room. Cathy went into my
    mom's bedroom to get her handbag.

    I ran back to my bedroom and grabbed a few printed school diapers, and
    put them into a plastic bag, then went back into the living room.

    "Oh Scotty. I need you to give a talk at the YWCA on Monday. You'll be
    speaking to the mommy and me swim class. The Y wants the parents to
    start using reusable swim diapers instead of those Little Swimmers. It
    seems those Little Swimmers are messing up the pool filter system."
    Bill said.

    "I'm supposed to take an allergy test at the hospital on Monday Bill."

    "I'll talk to your mom and the doctor, and see if you can take the test
    Monday afternoon."

    "How long will I be at the Y?"

    "There are four classes I want you to talk to Scotty. I also want you
    to stick around so they can ask you questions, and you can also join in
    the classes so the parent's can see the swim diaper in use." Bill said.

    "What time do we have to be there?"

    "Eight AM sharp Scotty."

    "Okay Bill." I said as we left to take Chris back to the boys home.

    "What do you have there Scotty?" Cathy asked as she looked at the
    plastic bag I was carrying.

    "Oh nothing."

    Cathy buckled Ricky into his car seat while Chris helped me get buckled
    into mine. On the way to Roger's boy's home, Chris talked about what he
    was going to do with the money he got for being in the commercial. He
    wanted to buy a new bat and glove for himself, and he wanted to have a
    little party for the other boys in his house. I sat there thinking how
    much fun it would have been if he had decided to live with Bill. Chris
    would have started high school this year while I was still in
    elementary school, but it would have been neat to have someone to walk
    home with.

    Cathy pulled into the parking lot at the boy's home, and parked the
    S.U.V. She had a talk with Ricky, and told him to be good while we were
    there, then she unbuckled Ricky's car seat harness while Chris
    unfastened mine, and then I grabbed the plastic bag as I got out of the
    S.U.V. As we walked up to his house, I was anxious to see Marcos. Chris
    opened the door for us, and as we went in, I looked at the chair where
    I had seen Marcos sitting the last two times I was here. Marcos was
    sitting there, and when he saw me, he put the fire truck down, got up
    on his feet and walked lamely over towards me. I watched as he took
    each step very cautiously as he came towards me, and I wondered how he
    could walk at all with those stainless steel braces that went from his
    waist down to the bottom of his shoes. As he got to me, he said,
    "Scotty, thank you for the fire truck. It's neat."

    "You're welcome Marcos. I thought you could use it. My mommy gave it to
    me when I was little like you."

    Marcos reached over and gave me a hug.

    "I have something else for you Marcos. I heard you wear diapers all the
    time like me, and I thought you would like to try these."

    All the boys that were watching TV turned and stared at me. I held out
    the opened plastic bag, and Marcos took out a printed diaper.

    "These are neat. I like the pictures on them." Marcos said as he looked
    up at me.

    "I like them too." I said as he hugged me again, and I hugged him back.

    He took the plastic bag and hobbled back to the chair.

    "Scotty you got more words out of that child in twenty four hours then
    I have since he's been living here." Mrs. Cutter said as she walked up.

    "Yeah, Scotty is special." Cathy said as she mussed my hair.

    "I see you got Chris back here safely. Chris why…"

    "I know, walk them back to the car." Chris said as he opened the door
    for us.

    As we walked back towards the parking lot, I said to Chris, "You told
    Marcos my name was Scotty, and not snotty like you said."

    "I was just teasing you snot I mean Scotty."

    "You'll pay for that Chris. I'm going to sign you up for the mommy and
    me swimming class at the Y on Monday."

    "Mommy will you teach me swimming?" Chris asked as he looked at Cathy.

    "I'm not old enough to be your mommy Chris, only old enough to be your
    older sister, and if you want me to be your older sister, then I get to
    treat you like I do Ricky or Scotty. That means I get to change your
    diapers whenever or wherever I want to, like now." Cathy said as her
    hands went towards Chris's pants.

    "No one is going to change my diaper out in public!" Chris said as he
    dodged Cathy.

    Ricky and I climbed back into our car seats as we said goodbye to
    Chris, and then we headed home.

    On the way home, Ricky asked all kinds of questions about the boy's
    home where Chris was living, and he wanted to know why Marcos was
    wearing braces on his legs. I just sat there and let Cathy answer all
    of his endless questions. The sun was setting when we finally got home.

    "Cathy, can Ricky sleepover tonight, PLEASE?" I asked.

    "Sorry Scotty, but your mom wants to keep an eye on you tonight to make
    sure you don't have anymore nightmares." Cathy said.

    Cathy and Ricky walked me to my apartment and said goodnight to my mom
    and me.

    "Is Bill here?" I asked.

    "No baby. He left a few minutes ago. How would you like a baby oil
    massage tonight before you go to bed?"

    "All over mommy?"

    "That's the only kind I do baby." my mommy said as she led me by my
    hand into my bedroom.

    I kicked my sandals off my feet, and climbed up onto the changing
    table, and then laid down on my back.

    "These snaps make it so much easier getting you dressed and undressed."
    my mommy said as she took my sun suit off of me over my head. She took
    my school diaper off of me, and I turned over onto my stomach. She
    wiped me down with a baby wipe, then she rubbed the warm baby oil into
    my skin slowly. When she was done, I rolled over onto my back. She
    rubbed the oil into my skin gently from my chest down to my toes.

    "How about wearing a Luvs diaper tonight baby?" my mommy asked.

    "With Barney?" I asked

    "That's the only Luvs we have."

    I shook my head yes.

    She raised my rear, and slipped the diaper underneath me, and then put
    a doubler into it. She pulled it up between my legs gently, and then
    taped the rear to the front. She took out a pair of the Jordan snap
    front printed plastic pants, and snapped them on me over my diaper.
    When I sat up, she picked me up off the dresser, and then sat me down
    on MY bed.

    "You slip under the covers baby, I'll be right back.

    I heard the microwave oven go on, then off, and then my mommy came back
    into my room with a warm baby bottle.

    "It's not Pedisure mommy?"

    "No baby, it's warm chocolate milk like the doctor ordered." my mommy
    said as she placed the baby bottle nipple into my mouth.

    She kissed me on my forehead, and as I nursed on my baby bottle she
    read to me until I fell asleep.

    END OF CHAPTER 18

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