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

    Chapter 28 SOMEONE POPS THE QUESTION

    When we pulled into the carport, it was almost three PM. After Bill
    unbuckled our car seat harnesses, I got out and started running to my
    front door.

    "Hold on Scotty. We have to stop by Cathy's so she can let us in."

    I did a quick U turn back to the stairwell that led upstairs. I took
    the steps two at a time as I ran up, then I knocked hard on her screen
    door as I said, "Cathy, we're home and I need the key to get in."

    "Aren't you even going to say hi?"

    "In a minute." I said as I grabbed the key and headed downstairs.

    I got to the front door in record time, then I fumbled trying to get
    the key in the lock. As soon as I opened the door, I looked over at the
    answering machine and the red light was flashing, and I knew it was for
    me. I ran over and pushed the play button.

    "Hi baby, I really missed you last night. I missed seeing you sleeping
    there on your tummy and that cute little smile on your face. I hope
    you, Chris and Ricky had fun. Give me a call baby. Love you always."

    I picked up the phone and started dialing then I realized I was dialing
    my mommy's old telephone number. I hung up and then dialed her new
    number.

    "Hello?"

    "Hi mommy it's me."

    "Hi baby, I was starting to wonder where you were."

    "We stopped by Jordan on the way home."

    "I missed my little baby last night."

    "I missed you too mommy. I love you mommy."

    "I love you too baby…Did Bill tell you the news yet baby?"

    "What news mommy?"

    "……I think we are going to be engaged…with your permission baby."

    "You mean your gonna marry Bill?"

    "Yes baby in time…and with your permission sweetheart."

    "You really really gonna marry Bill?"

    "Yes baby I think so."

    "Scotty, you're not supposed to leave the key in the front door." Bill
    said as he walked in.

    The phone hit the floor as I ran over to Bill and jumped up into his
    arms.

    "What's this all about Scotty?" Bill asked.

    "Are you gonna marry my mommy Bill?"

    Bill looked me in the eyes and I knew it was true when he winked at me,
    then he said loudly, "See Scotty, I told you over and over again that
    woman can't keep a secret."

    "I heard that Mr. Stiles." my moms voice said over the phone.

    Bill walked over and picked up the phone off the floor and said, "I
    thought I was going to tell Scotty Mrs. McCormick."

    "If I left it up to you Mr. Stiles, we would be retired, and Scotty
    would have grandkids before you got around to telling him."

    "Well Mrs. McCormick, it just takes me a little longer to spread the
    good news…I think."

    "What's going on Scotty?" Cathy asked as she and Ricky came into the
    apartment.

    "My mommy and Bill are going to get married."

    "It's about time Bill told you Scotty."

    "Bill didn't tell me Cathy, my mommy did."

    Cathy leaned back against the door with her arms folded in front of her
    and gave Bill the look.

    I was going to wait for the right moment Mrs. McCormick." Bill said on
    the phone.

    "Are we going to move in with Bill or is he going to move in with us?
    Where are we going on the honeymoon? Will I still be going to Lone
    Hill? Are you going to quit your job mommy so you can be here for me?
    What should I call Bill now? When are you going to get married? Are you
    gonna have a church wedding or a quickie? Can we adopt Chris and Marcos
    now. Will Cathy still baby sit me? Are you gonna get married before
    summer is over?

    "Which one of Scotty's questions do you want to answer first Mrs.
    McCormick?" Bill asked my mom over the phone.

    "Better wait to answer those questions Bill, Scotty and my bro need to
    be changed first." Cathy said as she took me from Bill.

    I looked down and I saw the wet marks around my legs on my shortall.

    "Cathy, when did you know that my mommy and Bill were going to get
    married.?" I asked as she carried me into my room.

    "Oh, I think I knew the first time I saw them together. They both had
    that look in their eyes."

    "Why didn't you tell me?"

    "I wasn't sure Scotty, but it looked like they were made for each
    other, and it looks like you were a little excited about it too." Cathy
    said as she twitched her nose as she laid me down on the dresser.

    Cathy took my shoes off my feet then took my shortall off me, then I
    could smell it too.

    "Scotty pooped in his diaper."

    "Like you never did that before Ricky." Cathy said.

    "Think Matt and Kyle will want to come to my mom's wedding Cathy?"

    "There is plenty of time to think about that Scotty. What we need to do
    is get you cleaned up and diapered again." Cathy said as she cleaned my
    rear.

    "Can I wear my hospital diaper Cathy?"

    "You left that up in my apartment Ricky. We'll put it on you later
    tonight before you go to bed."

    "Can Ricky sleep with me tonight Cathy?"

    "We'll see Scotty."

    Cathy opened the dresser drawer and took out two printed school diapers
    and sat them down beside me. I picked one up and felt the printing on
    the diaper and knew how it was printed now.

    Cathy raised my legs and slipped the diaper under me then she rubbed
    baby powder onto my rear and front. She pulled the diaper up between my
    legs and fastened the rear tapes to the front of the diaper.

    "Ready for your homework kid?" Bill asked as he came into my room.

    "What homework Bill?"

    "Jordan's kid, remember Scotty?"

    "I have too many things to do first Bill. I got to plan your bachelor
    party, make a list of people to invite, book your flight to Hong Kong
    for three, and get the cake."

    "I think we can wait on that Scotty. I think the first thing I need to
    do is propose to Mrs. McCormick first."

    "I'll go call her now!" I said as I hopped down off the dresser.

    Bill grabbed me by the rear waistband of my diaper as he said, "Scotty,
    I would prefer to do that in person."

    "I'll get the keys Bill and you freshen up then I'll drive you down to
    her work."

    "Plant it kid. I'll wait till she gets home." Bill said as he picked me
    up and sat me down on the chair in front of the computer.

    Bill turned on the computer then went onto the internet. Bill typed in
    the password, then a message came on the screen saying that Jordan's
    Kid had eight e-mails. Bill clicked on the first one: jordan kid…I
    started wetting my bed a two weeks ago and I don't no y. what do I do
    sam

    I looked up at Bill for the answer.

    "What do you think you should tell him Scotty?"

    I sat there looking at the question then I said, "He should tell his
    mom."

    "That's right Scotty, but what if he's living with his dad?"

    "Then he should tell his parent or parents"

    "Scotty, how about: You should tell your mom or dad so they can take
    you to the doctor for a checkup."

    "Yeah, and a lot of guys start wetting there beds for no reason."

    "How about: A lot of boys have nighttime accidents."

    "No Bill, a lot of guys have nighttime accidents, and they should grow
    out of it."

    "That's better Scotty, now when you finish answering the question, you
    will be sending it back to Mr. Jordan for his approval and he will post
    your answer."

    Bill showed me how to send the message back to Mr. Jordan.

    "Here's the next one Scotty." dear jordan kid my sis always teases me
    because I hav to wear pullups ay night she makes me so mad tht I cry
    how can I stop her robert

    "I know this one Bill." Tell your mom or dad that she is really hurting
    you feelings. This happened to me in the forth grade. Three girls were
    teasing me all the time because I had to wear a diaper all the time, so
    I just smiled at them and didn't say a word. Pretty soon they left me
    alone.

    "That's good Scotty, but it almost sounds like you have three sisters.
    How about: When I was in the fourth grade, three girls in my class were
    teasing me."

    "Okay Bill but they were three girls on the playground that were
    teasing me, not in class."

    "Okay Scotty, I'll change that."

    As soon as Bill changed the line, I sent it to Mr. Jordan.

    "Bill, shouldn't I be signing these to let the guys know that it was
    from me?"

    "Good idea Scotty, how do you want to sign them?"

    "How abouk j.k.?"

    "That's good Scotty little j, little k. Now lets do another one."

    Jordan kid I wear pull ups at night because I wet the bed but they leak
    my mom wants me wear a diaper instead but I told her I wont. Can you
    help Jason

    I thought for a moment before I wrote: jason, you can try using a
    diaper doulbler in your pull ups. They will hold a lot more before the
    start leaking. Also you can wear plastic pants over the pull ups, or
    you can wear some briefs over the pull ups. Jordan makes plastic pants
    in white or colors and if your small like me, they have prints too.
    Wearing a diaper is probably better then anything else because they
    hardly ever leak. Let me know which idea you tried and if it worked for
    you. j.k.

    P.S. I like wearing a diaper better then a pull up. They are softer and
    they fit me better too.

    "That's great Scotty, let's try another one." Bill said as he rubbed my
    back.

    dear jrdan kid my mommy maks me wear diapr pants whin I swimad I dot
    like it daviod

    Dear David, I wear a swim diaper too when I go swimming. Talk to you
    mommy about checking out the swim diapers Jordan sells. They make one
    that a big kid like you can pull on by yourself and they have neat
    colors and prints. They look just like big kids swim suits and if you
    have a little brother or sister, they make swim diapers that go on like
    a diaper. My favorite is a blue one with little cars and trucks printed
    on it and Cathy puts it on me like a diaper. It's my favorite. j.k.

    "You're doing great Scotty but don't use any names like Cathy. You go
    ahead and answer the next one and let me know when you are done so I
    can check it before you send it to Fred."

    I went back and deleted Cathy and entered 'my baby sitter', then I sent
    it to Mr. Jordan.

    Dear jk my bro wears diapers bcause he wets bed. I like wearimng them
    to but I dnt wet. I think my mom will be mad at me cause I wear his.
    Any ideas….likes to wear them.

    Dear likes…save up your money then ask your mom if you can buy some for
    yourself to wear. I have a friend that likes to wear them and his mom
    doesn't care as long as he pays for them and he throws them away
    himself. My friend says he sleeps better when he wears a diaper and I
    know he is a good student. I wonder if it's because he can wear a
    diaper anytime he wants too, even to school. If your mom has any
    questions about it, have her send them to me @ Jordan's kid j.k.

    "That is good Scotty. Keep going."

    Dear J.K. I will be going to jr high this year and I will have to take
    a shower with the other guys and im nervious about it. Steve

    "Bill, this ones about a kid who will have to shower with other guys in
    jr. high."

    Bill came over and read it, then asked, "What will you do Scotty? You
    will be in the seventh grade next year."

    I sat back and thought about Chris. He was going into the ninth grade
    this year. I wonder what he thought on his first day in jr. high.

    "I got it Bill."

    Dear Steve When you get to gym class, walk in there like you own the
    place. Get changed and make it look like you have done it a million
    times. All the other guys will be nervous too. If I had to change into
    gym clothes this year, I would think about all the times I was changed
    in front of my friends and that didn't embarrass me after the first
    time. You will get used to it in no time. Just think about the times
    you saw your friends naked at a sleepover. It's the same thing only
    it's gym class.

    "How's that Bill?"

    Bill read it then said, "Let's hold onto this for a day or so and you
    might want to talk to Chris, Kyle, or Matt about it Scotty and see what
    they have to say."

    Bill moved it to a folder and then renamed the folder 'drafts'.

    I opened up the next one: TO J.K. MY MOM MAKES ME WEAR A DIAPER FOR 24
    HOURS IF I GET A BAD GRADE ON A PAPER AND SHE MAKES ME WEAR A DIAPER
    FOR A WEEK IF I GET BAD GRADES ON MY REPORT CARD 1WEEK FOR EACK BAD
    GRADE. I HAD TO WEAR A DIAPER 24/7 FOR 3 WEEKS THIS SUMMER BECAUSE OF
    IT AND THE GUYS TEASED ME. HOW CAN I GET HER TO STOP MAKING ME WEAR A
    DIAPER BAD GRADES

    Dear bad Make a deal with her. Every three bad papers you get you have
    to take her out to dinner but you don't have to wear a diaper from now
    on (Save your allowance just in case) Each two bad grades on your
    report card and you have to clean the house or something like that. If
    you get three good grades on your papers, then she has to take you to
    the video arcade and let you play for one hour on her. Each good grade
    on your report card is still worth ten bucks. (Lots of video games)
    Talk to you mom about it. I think she will want to go out to dinner
    instead of diapering you, and I KNOW you want to play video games more
    then taking your mom out. Let me know what happens Good luck j.k.

    Before I could tell Bill I was done, I felt myself being lifted up off
    my chair by my arm pits then sat up on his shoulders.

    "What you doing Bill?" I asked.

    "I told Fred that you could figure this one out better then he could,
    and do a lot better then Shawn and I. That was the most perfect answer
    to that problem Scotty." Bill said as he looked up into my eyes.

    "I don't know why that kid doesn't want to wear diapers Bill. I have a
    loving wife that doesn't mind changing mine once in awhile."

    "Loving wife…in your dreams Scotty." Cathy said as she gave me a pop on
    the rear.

    "Bill, I think it's nite nite time so I can dream of Cathy."

    Bill took me over to my bed and dropped me onto it as he said, "Cathy,
    he's all yours."

    Cathy was hovering over me. I looked to the right of me, and my
    bedrails where trapping me in my bed. I looked to the left, and more
    bedrails. The way only out was up past Cathy. I made an attempt to get
    past her, then she struck, driving her finger into my ribs, then the
    half laugh half giggle came out of my mouth, then she did a double on
    my knees, and I was totally helpless now. Her hands were faster then a
    jet fighter as she hit all my ticklish spots with pinpoint accuracy. I
    conceded that the war was lost as I lay there taking hit upon hit.

    "Now what am I Scotty?" Cathy asked as she held her deadly fingers at
    the ready.

    "You're my…my loving…my loving…baby sitter."

    "That's better Scotty."

    I got up and gave her a hug and kissed her on the cheek, then I said,
    "For today Cathy but tomorrow you'll be my one and only TRUE LOVE."

    I was off the bed and out of the room before her stealth fingers could
    react.

    "Scotty Shawn McCormick, I aint gonna marry you!"

    "Aren't Cathy." I said correcting her grammar

    "See you agree with me Scotty."

    Rats she got me I thought.

    "Yes I is gonna marry you Cathy."

    "Am Scotty."

    "Okay Cathy, we can have a double wedding with Bill and my mom."

    Cathy threw her hands up in frustration.

    "You still have a few more letters to answer Scotty." Bill said as he
    led me back to my computer.

    I read the next letter: Jordan Kid I wear cloth diapers 24/7 because of
    an accident I had a few years ago. My mom always buys them in a size
    bigger then I need. She said that if I don't wear them out, I will grow
    into them. They ride high over my stomach and back and everyone knows
    I'm wearing them. Any ideas you have, let me know. Travis

    Dear Travis When my mom put a big diaper on me, she folds the front and
    back of the diaper down about two inches so that it makes a waistband
    then she pins it on me. If your cloth diapers have Velcro on them, then
    have your mom put them underneath you so the Velcro on the rear is
    touching your skin, then turn the rear down on the outside and same on
    the front then fasten it together. It will shrink the length of the
    diaper by about two to four inches and elastic waist pants will ride on
    top of the waistband. My mom was doing that when I wore the Jordan
    cloth diapers with Velcro on me. j.k.

    I answered the last letter and then put it in the draft file, then I
    went to the Jordan Kid page and sent myself a letter: Dear JK I want to
    marry someone that I really really love, but she wont marry me. What
    should I do? Weasel

    I clicked on the send bar, and my letter was sent.

    "Bill, I finished the last letter and put them in the draft file so you
    can read them first. Now can I go out and play?" I asked jokingly.

    I went into the living room and Ricky was watching cartoons with Cathy.
    I went into the kitchen and Bill had just started drinking a glass of
    water at the sink. I looked at him an saw he was nervous.

    "What's the matter Bill?"

    "Just a little scared about asking your mother to marry me Scotty."

    "It's easy Bill, all you do is get down on one knee like this, take her
    hand in yours and say, 'Jeanne, I love you with all my heart. Will you
    please marry me?" I asked as I took Bill's hand in mine.

    "I pronounce you two married Scotty. Now you can quit asking me to
    marry you." Cathy said from behind me.

    I turned and said, "We're not married Cathy. There was no rabbi
    present."

    "I didn't know you were Jewish Scotty."

    "We're not; that's why there was no rabbi present."

    "Scotty is right Bill. You shouldn't be nervous about getting married.
    Bigger tax break for you and your new company, and Jeanne is beautiful
    both inside and out. I think anyone who marries her is very lucky."

    I saw Bill was more relaxed now after he heard what Cathy said.

    "Plus you will be getting Scotty too." Cathy added.

    Bill was more tense now, and started pacing the floor.

    "Bill, I have an idea that will be easier on you." I said as I went
    over to the phone.

    I dialed my mommy's work telephone number.

    "You guys can leave. I want to talk to my mom in private." I said as I
    looked at Bill and Cathy.

    As soon as she picked up the phone, I told my mom my idea, and she
    thought it was a good idea. I hung up the phone and went back into the
    living room and said, "My mom will be home after she stops by the store
    for some groceries Bill. Should be home about seven."

    Bill looked more relaxed now that he had more time to think about it,
    but I knew otherwise.

    "Bill want to read the rest of the letters before I sent them to Mr.
    Jordan?"

    "Let's get that done before your mom gets home Scotty.

    "Cathy, my mom said she was going to buy dinner tonight. Fish and chips
    my favorite so you don't have to heat up anything tonight." I said
    teasingly, then I whispered in her ear when Bill left the room, "My
    mommy will be home ASAP."

    I went into my bedroom and clicked onto the draft folder, then clicked
    onto the second letter I finished and showed Bill my answer. He
    squeezed my shoulder and winked at me and I knew he liked my answer to
    the letter. After I finished sending all my answers to Mr. Jordan, I
    opened up the letter from the kid that was going into the seventh grade
    and read it again. I sent an e-mail to Chris and Kyle asking them what
    it felt like in the seventh grade and when they went to PE class the
    first time and being naked in front of all the other guys, After I sent
    it, I clicked onto the Jordan products page and then on plastic pants.

    "Got those, and those, and those, those too, and those." I said as I
    scrolled down the page.

    "What are these for Bill?" I asked as I highlighted a pair of plastic
    pants.

    "those were made for kids and adults that have very limited mobility
    like people that use wheelchairs Scotty. That is why they have a double
    layer of plastic in the rear."

    My thoughts went back to Marcos as I asked, "Bill, why doesn't Marcos
    use a wheelchair. It would be easier on him instead of wearing those
    heavy leg braces."

    Bill knelt down and turned my chair so I was facing him, then he said,
    "They want Marcos to use his leg muscles as much as possible Scotty. If
    Marcos uses a wheelchair now, he might end up using a wheelchair the
    rest of his life. They want Marcos to be able to run and jump like a
    regular kid someday, and be able to fit in like a normal kid."

    "What did his mom do to him Bill so he ended up that way?"

    "I talked to Ron at the home and he said that she treated him like he
    was a rag doll when he was born. Ron told me his mother was sixteen
    when he was born, and she was a habitual drug addict, and that she had
    broken his legs many times."

    A chill ran down my back thinking about what Bill had said.

    "Will he ever be sent back to her?"

    "No Scotty. She gave up custody to the county and now he's up for
    adoption."

    "Why does he have to wear the leg braces at night Bill?"

    "They want his legs to grow straight Scotty. When you go to sleep at
    night, you don't stop growing, actually sometimes you grow more while
    you are asleep."

    "So he needs to wear them all the time…except when he goes swimming"

    "Yeah Scotty, he would ruin the shoes, and how would you like to wear
    six pounds on each leg while you were learning how to swim?"

    "Wouldn't matter to me Bill. If I had six pounds more on each leg would
    just mean I would sink faster to the bottom of the pool then I normally
    do."

    Bill popped me on the side of my head for that remark.

    I turned back to the computer and clicked onto the next page tab, and
    up popped 'Diaper covers'.

    "I didn't know Jordan made these too."

    "Those are play shorts with a plastic pant built in Scotty. It make it
    easier for parents to change their child's diapers out in public."

    "Think Marcos would like this one Bill?" I asked as I clicked onto a
    diaper cover with soccer prints all over it.

    "I think I would have liked to wear those when I was younger myself
    Scotty."

    "Can I buy them for Marcos then?"

    "You better ask your mother Scotty but we can fill out all the info,
    and then put them on hold until your mom lets you know."

    We filled out all the information on the form, and I chose one of each
    style, the boxer short and the brief style. When it asked what size, I
    chose small the same size as me.

    "Now click put on hold Scotty, and it will remember what you want to
    buy next time you log onto this site."

    After I clicked hold, I clicked next page, and there were more diaper
    covers.

    "These look like my onesie shirt Bill except they have snaps down the
    front, and across the waist."

    'Those were made for kids to wear mostly at home Scotty, you know, like
    when your sick at home. They can also be worn outside in the back yard,
    or like a regular shirt if you pull on some shorts or pants."

    I heard the front door open, then I heard my mommy put her briefcase
    down next to the front door. I looked at Bill to see if he heard it,
    but by the expression on him, I knew he hadn't. I wanted to jump up and
    run to her but I knew that would ruin the surprise I had planned.

    "Do I have any of these to wear if I get sick Bill?"

    "I'll get you a couple Scotty before school starts."

    "Mr. Stiles." my mom said as she came into my room.

    Bill stood there and looked at her and I thought he was going to faint.

    My mommy got down on one knee, took Bill's hand into hers and said,
    "Mr. Stiles, we have known each other for such a short time, and in
    that time I have found that I love you very much. You are great with my
    son Scotty and the way you have worked and played with him I realized
    that you would be the best father my son could ever have. I hope that
    the next question I ask you Mr. Stiles you will say yes to…….Mr.
    Stiles…Will you marry me?"

    I looked up at Bill, and he was grasping for words so I stood up on the
    chair and whispered 'Yes' into his ear.

    'What Scotty said." Bill managed to say, then he added, "I mean yes
    Mrs. McCormick, I would love to marry you."

    I stood there watching my mommy and Bill stare into each others eyes,
    then I taped Bill on the shoulder and I said, "Bill, you have to kiss
    her now."

    My mommy and Bill embraced each other, and they kissed each other like
    I never seen before.

    "Well Scotty?" Cathy asked from the hallway.

    "Yup Cathy, they're gonna get married. My plan worked."

    Cathy and Ricky started clapping as they walked into my room.

    I tapped Bill on the shoulder, and as he looked at me, I asked, "Bill,
    what do I call you now? Should I call you dad, or pop, or father…or big
    foot?"

    "I'll leave that up to you Scotty."

    "I like dad."

    "See Bill, that wasn't hard, and you got an instant son too without
    even trying." my mommy said as she looked deeply into Bill's eyes.

    "This calls for a celebration and I know a quaint restaurant down the
    street we can celebrate at. My treat." Cathy said.

    "That sounds good Cathy." my mom said, then Bill and my mommy walked
    out of my room still holding onto each other.

    "Okay you animals let's get you dressed for dinner. Cathy said as she
    took two sun suits out of the dresser.

    Cathy looked at us then she took out two plastic pants for us.

    "I want Jeanne and Bill to remember this dinner as the day they got
    engaged, not the accidents my little bros had at the restaurant." Cathy
    said as she pulled the plastic pants up over my diaper.

    Cathy pulled my sun suit over my head and down, then she snapped my
    crotch closed. While I looked for my shoes, Cathy got Ricky dressed.

    "Jeanne, Bill, the monkeys are dressed. Are you ready to go?" Cathy
    asked as she ushered us out into the living room.

    "Yes we are Cathy."

    "Hold on Cathy, I need to do something." I said as I ran back into my
    room.

    I clicked onto the e- mail to Jordan Enterprises button and then typed,
    'Mr. Jordan, my mommy and bill are gittin married. Scotty.' then I sent
    it.

    I raced Ricky out to the S.U.V. and as my mom walked up with Bill, I
    realized I had forgotten something. I looked up at my mom and she knew
    what I wanted. She picked me up and held me close for a moment, then I
    said, "I missed you so much last night."

    "I missed you too baby, and I really missed our good night kiss."

    We kissed each other and hugged each other for a moment, then she
    climbed into the S.U.V. and put me into my car seat, and buckled me in.

    "I think I'd better drive so you two lovebirds can hold hands in the
    back seat." Cathy said.

    Cathy drove the three blocks to the restaurant, and when we got out, I
    looked at the restaurant, and it looked like it was a restaurant from
    the old west. We went inside and the waiter showed us to our seats.

    "Would you youngsters like a high chair?" the waiter asked.

    I said yes not really paying attention while I looked at my mommy…and
    my soon to be new daddy. My mommy looked so happy now.

    "Here you go little guy." the waiter said as he lifted me up and sat me
    down in the chair, then he snapped the tray to the chair and pushed it
    in to my stomach.

    "Hey I thought you were going to get us booster seats." I said as I
    watched Ricky being put into his high chair.

    Cathy looked at Ricky and me and giggled.

    "Jeanne, what is the chance of getting two high chairs to use at your
    apartment for Scotty and Ricky?"

    "It looks like a good idea to me Cathy." my mom said.

    "It would keep most of the food off the floor." Bill said.

    "Yeah, and it would stop those two from wrestling when they should be
    eating." my mom said.

    "And look at this strap, I wonder what it is for?" Cathy asked
    teasingly as she pulled it up between my legs and fastened it tightly
    behind my back.

    "I know what it is Cathy. It is to keep them from squirming while they
    are being fed." my mom said as she moved to the seat next to my chair.

    "Mommy, you wouldn't would you?"

    "Are you daring me baby?"

    I knew it was best to keep my mouth shut and shake my head no.

    "It seems like I was just feeding my baby yesterday. How time does fly
    by now." my mom said

    "Here is the champagne the young lady ordered for you two. I understand
    that this is a special occasion?" the waiter asked as he poured the
    champagne into the two glasses.

    "Yes it is garcon. Mr. Stiles is engaged to Mrs. McCormick this night."

    "That is wonderful." the waiter said as he handed Cathy, Ricky, and me
    our cokes.

    "Sir, would you mind if I make a toast?" the waiter asked.

    Bill nodded his head and the waiter poured a little champagne into a
    small glass for himself, then he held it up high as he said, "By the
    love I see in your eyes for each other, may your love go on for each
    other for eternity."

    We all bumped glasses and then drank.

    'Would you like a complementary photograph of this occasion?" the
    waiter asked as he filled my mom's and my new dad's glasses again.

    "I would like that." my mom said.

    When the waiter left, Cathy said, "Jeanne, why don't we turn the
    monkeys around In their high chairs, you kneel between their high
    chairs. Bill will kneel on the right of Scotty, and I'll kneel on the
    left side of Ricky."

    "That is a wonderful idea Cathy.

    "Are you folks ready?" the photographer asked as he set up his big box
    camera.

    "That is the type of camera that they used over one hundred years ago
    Ricky." Cathy said as she knelt down beside his high chair.

    "You little boys, there will be a big flash of light when I take your
    picture. Don't be scared of it, it's normal understand?"

    Ricky and me shook our heads yes.

    "You little guys ready?"

    Me and Ricky shook our heads yes, then I put my right arm around Bill's
    neck and my left arm around my mommy's neck, then the photographer took
    the picture.

    "I will have your photograph ready for you before you leave." the
    photographer said.

    "What are you little boys going to have for dinner?" Cathy asked as she
    turned our high chairs towards the table.

    I looked at Ricky and giggled, then he looked at me, smiled and said
    'baby fooood'."

    I giggled louder, then Cathy said, "My little brother wants strained
    carrots and strained peas. What does your little boy want Jeanne?"

    "I want scatti and meatfalls." I said and giggled again.

    "Does my baby want spaghetti and meatballs?"

    "I shook my head yes.

    "Does my little bro want spaghetti and meatballs too?"

    'Yup."

    "Those two are taken care of Jeanne. How would you like the house
    special, filet mignon, baked potato, and a tossed salad?"

    "That sounds good Cathy."

    ""I'll have the same." Bill said.

    The waiter took our order, and was surprised that we didn't need menus

    When our food came, my eyes bulged out. I had never seen so much
    spaghetti on one plate in my life, and it was all on my plate.

    "Looks like Scotty and Ricky are going to be eating spaghetti for the
    next few meals." Cathy said.

    "Ricky, are you hungry sweetheart?" My mom asked.

    "Yup."

    I stuck my fork into the spaghetti and started twisting the fork until
    it was loaded with spaghetti.

    "Baby, I don't think that will fit into your mouth."

    "Hold on little guys, we don't want you to mess up your clothes."

    I looked behind me, and the waiter walked up with two bibs. I put my
    fork down as he tied a bib around my neck.

    "Our super sloppy spaghetti seems to get on everything when little boys
    eat it." the waiter said as he tied a bib around Ricky's neck.

    I picked my fork up and the spaghetti slipped off and landed back on my
    plate. I looked down at my bib, and there were little red dots on it.

    "Looks like the waiter timed that right." my mommy said.

    I put my fork into the spaghetti again and by the time I finished
    twisting it, my fork was loaded again but this time it was bigger.

    "I think we better cut the spaghetti into smaller portions baby."

    My mom took a knife and fork and cut the spaghetti for me, then put my
    plate back on my tray. I sat back in my high chair and watched my mommy
    and Bill while I ate. They looked so happy together.

    "Madam, would you like to see the photograph?" the waiter asked.

    My mom put her fork down as she looked at it with Bill, then they
    handed it to Cathy.

    "I want to see it." Ricky said.

    Cathy knelt down between Ricky's and my high chair so we could see it.
    I looked at it, and by the smiles on Bill's face, my moms face, and my
    face, it looked like we were a real family.

    "Mommy?"

    "Yes sweetheart?"

    "What is my name going to be after we, I mean you and Bill get
    married?"

    My mom looked at Bill as he looked at her.

    "Stinky would be a good name." Cathy said.

    "Kid sounds good to me." Bill said.

    "I've gotten used to calling you baby sweetheart."

    "No I mean will my name be Scotty Shawn Stiles now or will I still be a
    McCormick?"

    My mom looked at Bill, then said, "We will talk about that later baby."

    I sat back in my high chair, pushed my plate away from me. I was FULL.

    "Can I sleepover with Scotty tonight?" Ricky asked as Bill pulled into
    the carport.

    "I think you better sleep up in my apartment tonight Ricky. I think
    Scotty and his mom need to talk." Cathy said as she unfastened his car
    seat harness.

    Cathy took Ricky upstairs with her, then Bill walked my mom and me to
    our front door.

    "Bill, I'm going to take off tomorrow so I can take Scotty to the
    hospital for his MRI. I will see you tomorrow." my mom said, then she
    kissed Bill.

    I turned on the light in the living room as my mom closed the door.

    "We better get you ready for bed sweetheart."

    "Mommy?"

    "What baby?"

    ""Are you really in love with Bill?"

    "I know I am."

    "When did you know you were in love with him?"

    "Remember the day we met him?"

    "Yeah, we were still moving in."

    "When he left us that day, I had a tingling in my heart."

    "Is that what love feels like?"

    "I think it was for me."

    I kicked my shoes off, then i climbed up the steps onto my dresser and
    laid back.

    "Do you like Bill sweetheart?"

    "Yeah he's funny and a goof off."

    "Yeah, I watched you two work together moving the rest of the furniture
    into the apartment. You looked so happy baby."

    My mommy unsnapped my crotch and took my sun suit off me.

    "I like the way Bill wrestles with me, and when he tickles me too."

    "And I know Bill loves the little jokes you play on him too." my mom
    said as she pulled my plastic pants down off me.

    "Yeah but he starts it first."

    "But I know who leads him into it baby."

    "Maybe once in awhile."

    "Times a zillion." my mommy said as she took off my diaper and threw it
    into the trashcan.

    "Are you really going to take me to the hospital tomorrow mommy?"

    "After you called baby, I talked to my boss and explained the situation
    and he thought it would be a good idea if I take off tomorrow."

    I raised up and hugged my mom, then as I laid back down, then I saw her
    ring finger.

    "Mommy, what are you going to go with your old wedding ring?"

    "I'm going to keep wearing it."

    "Huh?"

    "It was given to me by my first true love, then when I thought I had
    lost it forever, my one and always true love gave it back to me."

    I blushed a little then I asked, "Wont Bill be mad?"

    "No he understands why I love it and that it came from you Scotty with
    love."

    I picked up her hand and looked at the ring, and it brought back
    memories to me sitting in her lap, protected and comforted knowing I
    was safe from harm as long as I sat there.

    "Turn over on your tummy sweetheart."

    "Why?" I asked as I turned over onto my stomach.

    "Want to check for DR."

    "I haven't had diaper rash in over a week mommy."

    "Then I want to spank you."

    I was laying on my back in a flash.

    "Just teasing you baby."

    "Mommy?"

    "Yes?"

    "Can I wear one of my old diapers tonight?"

    "Why sweetheart?"

    "I just want to remember the good times we had at our old apartment."

    "Like the time you had the flu at Christmas time."

    "Yeah, and remember what Matt's mom gave me, I mean us for a Christmas
    present?"

    "Yes baby I do, that beautiful Christmas tree."

    "Yeah, that was the best present we got that year."

    "Remember where you slept that night?"

    "No…yeah, I slept under the tree."

    "Yeah, that was the best present I ever got from Santa."

    "Huh?"

    "You slept so soundly that night. Your fever broke that night, and I
    sat there for a long time watching you while you slept. That was my
    best Christmas present ever."

    I remembered looking up into the Christmas tree and watching the lights
    flashing on and off, wondering which light was going to turn off next."
    I said.

    "Where are your old cloth diapers baby?"

    "Last drawer."

    My mommy opened up the drawer and stared at the drawer for a moment
    then said, "You never threw them out did you baby?"

    "I couldn't mommy. You always told me never throw anything out no
    matter how old it is."

    My mom took out a slightly yellowed cloth diaper, two yellow safety
    pins, and a pair of stiff Gerber plastic pants.

    I raised my rear as she slipped the cloth diaper under me, then I
    relaxed. My mom lifted my legs as she rubbed the baby powder onto my
    rear, then she rubbed baby powder onto my front. She opened the diaper
    pins, pulled the diaper up between my legs and then she pinned my
    diaper closed. I raised my legs as she put the plastic pants over my
    feet, pull them up my legs and over my diaper.

    She smiled as she looked into my eyes and said, "Just like old times
    baby…It's past your bedtime so you go hop into bed. I have a treat for
    you tonight." she said as she helped me off the dresser.

    I walked over to my bed as my mommy walked to the kitchen. As I was
    about to get into bed, I noticed my computer was still on. I went over
    to shut it off and then I noticed that I had mail. I clicked on to it,
    and it was from Mr. Jordan: Congratulations Scotty. You are getting
    someone that will be a great father to you, and Bill will be getting a
    fantastic son. Tell your mom to drop me a line or two. Love you
    …..Uncle Fred.

    "You're supposed to be in bed."

    "Look what uncle Fred sent me."

    My mom read the e-mail, then I said, "I sent him an e-mail before we
    went to dinner mommy."

    "I think Mr. Jordan is right, Bill is getting a fantastic son, but what
    is this uncle Fred Scotty?"

    "You'll have to talk to…dad about that tomorrow mommy." I said as I
    turned the computer off.

    I got into bed, and my mom handed me my baby bottle.

    "Is this…?"

    "Grape juice, yes sweetheart."

    "Mommy, will you…?" I asked as I held the baby bottle out to her.

    She winked at me, then she climbed onto my bed, and leaned back against
    my headboard. She laid my head on her lap, then she placed the baby
    bottle nipple into my mouth. While I sucked on the nipple, she read to
    me from my Hardy Boys mystery book.

    END OF CHAPTER 28

`Chapter 29 MY MRI`