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

    Chapter 12 A NEW CAR

    "Scotty, can you come out and play?"

    "Where are you Ricky?" I asked wiping the sleep out of my eyes.

    "Out here."

    "Where?" I asked as I sat up in my bed.

    "Outside your window."

    I started to get up when my hand felt something hard in my bed. As I
    pulled the covers back, I saw the baby bottle lying there. I looked at
    it, then realized that it was almost empty last night when my mommy
    turned the lights off, now it laid there empty.

    "It's only seven thirty Ricky. I haven't eaten breakfast yet, or had my
    diaper changed." I said as I slid down off my bed and walked to the
    window.

    "Gonna have anything good to eat?" Ricky asked.

    "Haven't you eaten yet?"

    "Yup, but I'm still hungry."

    "Go watch cartoons or something. I'll be out in awhile."

    "Promise?"

    "Yeah, I'll see you in awhile."

    I climbed up onto the dresser to make sure he was gone, and as I sat
    there, I realized that that was the first time in three days that Ricky
    didn't sleep we me overnight. It had felt good to have a kid around
    that I could almost push around. Waking up in the morning, and having
    someone to wrestle with in bed was fun.

    "I see you're ready to get your diaper changed baby."

    "No, Ricky was outside my window, and wanted me to come out and play."

    "Why didn't you go out and play with him?"

    "I thought I would do breakfast first, and maybe do some studying so
    I'd be ready for school this fall." I said joking.

    "You, study, let me go borrow Bill's camera. I got to get a picture of
    this.," my mommy said as she took my plastic pants and diaper off of
    me.

    "I study…once in awhile."

    "Now if we could get you to study more then that, you would be an A
    student."

    "What's for breakfast?"

    "Whatever we have in the pantry."

    "What about the fridge?"

    "Got two eggs left, and I need those for tonight."

    "What for?"

    "Dinner. Thought I'd make something special tonight."

    "What?"

    "You'll find out tonight Scotty." my mom said as I climbed down off the
    dresser and went into the bathroom.

    "Better use the potty seat while I get you bath ready." my mom said as
    she sat me down on the seat.

    She filled the bathtub with water, and put some bubble bath in as I sat
    there watching her. When the tub was filled, she sat me down in the tub
    and started washing me as I played with the bubbles.

    "You do love your bubble baths, don't you baby?"

    "Yeah…How many bubbles am I holding?" I asked her as she washed the
    front of me.

    "Hundreds or it might be over a thousand."

    When she was done washing my chest, I stood up, then she gave me a
    light smack on my butt.

    "Why did you do that?' I asked her.

    "Just in case you decide to do something wrong today," she answered.

    After she rinsed me off, she wrapped a towel around my waist and told
    me to go and hop up on the changing pad on my dresser.

    "Scotty, you in there?"

    "Yeah Ricky. What do you want?"

    "Cathy says I gotta go to church this morning."

    "You coming back here later?"

    "Don't know. See you later Scotty."

    As I watched Ricky walk off, I felt like I had just lost my best
    friend. I sat there on the changing pad watching him climb up the
    stairs, and disappear into Cathy's apartment. I sat there a few moments
    hoping he would come back out and down to my window telling me that he
    didn't have to go to church today, but I knew that wasn't going to
    happen. I continued kneeling on top of my dresser, and looked down at
    the pool outside of my window. There were little ripples on top of the
    water caused by the light breeze that would occasionally stir the
    curtains covering my bedroom window. I turned quickly when I heard a
    noise coming from behind me. My mommy had been watching me as I looked
    out my window.

    "You know baby, you have been flashing the world for the last few
    minutes."

    I looked down, and the towel I had been wearing was on the floor.

    "How about if you wear what you want to today baby." my mommy said.

    "No super duper diaper?"

    "No super duper. We'll just tell Bill we forgot, okay baby?"

    "Okay." I said as I lay down on my changing pad.

    "Thought you would like some baby lotion this time." my mom said as she
    poured it into her hand.

    She motioned for me to lie on my stomach, and she rubbed the baby
    lotion into my skin from my neck down to my feet. As I turned over onto
    my back, my mommy asked, "You miss Ricky, don't you?"

    "Yeah, I wish he was my little brother."

    "Remember your uncle Bob used to be my little brother."

    "You guys ever fight mommy?"

    "All the time. I remember one thing Bobby did, and he was a little
    older then Ricky at the time. He took my Barbie doll that used to
    belong to my mother, when she was a little girl, and took her apart and
    hid all the pieces all over the house."

    "What did you do?"

    "I pushed him into the swimming pool." my mom said.

    "What was so bad about that?"

    "He was wearing his Sunday suit, and we were late for church that
    morning."

    "Did you get into trouble?" I asked.

    "Boy did I ever. The suit was supposed to be dry cleaned only, and when
    it dried out, the pant legs ended up about three inches above Bobby's
    ankles.

    "What did grandma do to you?"

    "She bought Bobby a new suit, and I had to work around the house until
    the suit was paid off."

    "I still wish Ricky was my little brother. He's goofy like I used to be
    around Matt and Kyle."

    "You mean my little baby isn't goofy anymore?"

    "Not as goofy like I used to be."

    "Want to bet on that kid. I still have the video of first take you did
    at the beach for Jordan Enterprises on my computer."

    "I wasn't that goofy in that video."

    She didn't say a word. She just smiled at me as she rubbed the baby
    lotion in around my penis and crotch.

    "Which diaper do you want to wear today?"

    "The school…no, how about one of the all-in-one diapers. I haven't
    tried one of those yet."

    "Printed or color?"

    "Surprise me."

    My mommy went through most of the dresser drawers until she found the
    all-in-one diapers. She then went through the diapers until she found
    one she liked.

    "This all-in-one has the same type of animal prints on it like the bibs
    you and Ricky got from Romano's restaurant." my mommy said as she
    opened the plastic package.

    She pulled the snaps apart, then lifted my legs up and placed the
    diaper down under my rear.

    "I think we'd better use one of your old cloth diapers as a diaper
    doubler with this all-in-one." she said as she took out one of my old
    cloth diapers.

    She placed the diaper over my penis, then tucked the rest of it under
    my rear. She pulled the front of the diaper up between my legs and
    snapped it closed. I looked down at the all-in-one diaper, and I like
    the way the elastic felt around my legs and waist.

    "Baby, if your waist were a quarter inch smaller, these all in ones
    would be too large for you."

    "I'll grow into it…one of these days."

    "Baby, which shirt do you want to wear today?"

    "Surprise me."

    "You are easy to please today, aren't you?"

    I shook my head up and down.

    She took out a light yellow nylon mesh tank top and put it on me.

    "Want to wear pants or shorts today?"

    "Surprise me." we said in unison.

    "Then I'm done dressing you baby."

    "What, no pants or shorts?"

    "You said surprise me, and I'm now surprising you. No pants or shorts."

    When I looked at her, I knew she was joking. She took out my royal blue
    bike shorts and slipped them up over my diaper.

    "Ready for breakfast Scotty?"

    "Yeah. We having cereal?"

    "Naw, thought I'd take you out to breakfast at McDonalds this morning,
    then we can go car hunting." my mommy said as she put my sandals on my
    feet.

    "What kind of car are you going to get?"

    "One with four tires and a spare." she said as she tickled me.

    "I want one with a big engine."

    "I want one that gets good gas mileage." she fired back.

    "How about a Maserati?"

    "What kind of car is that, and how much does it cost?"

    "It's a great car, gets great gas mileage as long as you don't start
    it, and it only costs about two hundred thou."

    "That's a few dollars more then I want to spend." my mom said as she
    packed my diaper bag.

    When we got out to S.U.V., I climbed into the car seat, then had to
    show my mom how to tighten up my harness. I noticed that she was a
    little nervous driving the S.U.V. to McDonalds, but after we ate, she
    seemed to like driving it.

    The first place we stopped at was a Ford dealership, and after we
    looked around for awhile, the only car she like had lousy gas mileage.
    We went to a Chevrolet dealer, and the salesman kept trying to sell my
    mommy a truck. When we stopped at a Nissan dealer, the salesman came
    running out with a balloon for me, and offered my mom a cup of coffee.
    The salesman asked my mom what she was looking for, and how much money
    she was thinking of spending. We decided to look around the car lot on
    our own. She found a car she liked, but when I told her it was a stick
    shift, she changed her mind. After eight or nine more cars, she found
    one she liked, and I liked it too, even though it was silver, not
    yellow. It had a small DVD in the rear, and it had GPS too.

    "I see you found what you were looking for Mrs…" the salesman said.

    "It's Mrs. McCormick, and I think this may be what I'm looking for."

    "This is a very good choice, last one on the lot." the salesman said.

    I went over to the driver's side and climbed onto the seat behind the
    steering wheel, looking at all the instruments.

    "And what is the little tyke's name?"

    "Oh, I'm sorry. This is my son, Scotty." my mom said.

    "Do you have any questions you'd like to ask me Scotty?" he asked.

    I looked up at my mom, and she nodded her head.

    "I take it this is a FI V8,PS, PB, Air, ALB's, and the GPS is extra?"

    The salesman's jaw dropped, and as soon as he recovered, he answered
    "Yes." to all my questions.

    "Now the gas mileage is factory, and may vary according to my mom's
    driving habits and the distance driven, correct?" I asked him.

    "Yes, I think so." he answered

    "Got it in yellow?" I asked.

    "I'll…I'll have to check." he answered.

    "Oh, do you have a bathroom, my diaper needs to be changed by my
    mommy." I asked as he turned around to go to the office.

    "Aw…yes…it's on the right side of the office, over there." the salesman
    said as he pointed to the left.

    As soon as he was out of sight, my mom said, "Scotty, you shouldn't
    have talked to him that way, but since you're a little tyke, I'll
    forgive you."

    I looked up at her from the drivers seat, with a big broad smile on my
    face.

    "Mommy, I guess I used up the little pop-pop you gave me on my butt
    this morning."

    She couldn't help laughing, then asked me, "Do you really need to have
    your diaper changed Scotty?"

    "Nope, just wanted to have some fun with him. Did you see the
    expression on his face when I said I needed to be changed?"

    My mom couldn't help but laugh harder.

    "We have a yellow ALTIMA that was returned to us a few days ago. it's
    in the rear or the service department if you would care to look at it
    Mrs. McCormick?"

    "Why was it returned to you?" I asked as I got out of the car.

    "I think the financing fell through Scotty."

    "No mechanical problems with it."

    "No, and we have to list it as a used car since it has over one hundred
    miles on it.

    "All warranties are still in effect?"

    "Ten years, or one hundred thousand mile warranty."

    We followed him over to the service department, and I saw it
    immediately, sitting there, a bright yellow, just like Cathy's
    swimsuit. I ran over to it, and climbed behind the steering wheel. My
    mom looked it over, and then I looked at the engine, and then my mom
    and I said "Yes" together.

    "Will you be using our finance department, or will you be financing it
    thru your own company?"

    "How much is it, and what is the percentage taken off because it's
    used?" I asked.

    "It was originally twenty two thou, minus ten percent equals."

    "Nineteen eight." I answered.

    "That's right Scotty. How would you like to finance this Mrs.
    McCormick?" the salesman asked.

    My mom looked at me, then she winked, as she asked me, "How should I
    pay for it Scotty?"

    "Aw, just write him a check for the full amount mommy."

    When she said, "Okay", I looked at the salesman and saw his jaw drop
    again.

    "Mrs. McCormick, we'll get a car seat installed in your new car, for
    Scotty."

    "Is it a Jordan car seat?" I asked.

    "I…I don't think it is."

    "Aw, those are the best car seats made." I said.

    We went into his office, and as my mom filled out the papers, I played
    with the balloons in the showroom. When the salesman asked my mom if
    she had a trade-in, she told him where he could pick up her old car.
    After Mr. Jordan's check cleared, the salesman asked if she wanted it
    delivered, and my mom said no, and we would drive it home. She made
    arrangements for the S.U.V. to be delivered back to our apartment later
    that night.

    She took my diaper bag out of the S.U.V., and put it into the new car.
    As soon as she strapped me into the car seat, we drove off the car lot,
    I noticed that we were going the wrong direction.

    "I thought we were going home?"

    "Nope. Thought you and I could use some time together at the beach."

    "But we didn't bring any towels or suits."

    "Got two towels in your diaper bag. I'm wearing shorts under my slacks,
    and your suit is in the diaper bag."

    It took us about forty minutes to get to Grower's beach, and when we
    parked, it was a long way from where Bill held the camera shoot a
    couple of days ago. My mommy released the harness of my car seat, and
    as I got out of the car, she took out a blue ABC printed swim diaper
    out of my diaper bag. As I Stood there, she took my bike shorts and
    all-in-one diaper off of me, and put the swim diaper on me and fastened
    the Velcro tabs together, then the little belt in front. I pulled my
    tank top down over my swim diaper so it would be less noticeable. My
    mom grabbed the diaper bag, and we walked down to the beach. We spread
    out the towels on the sand, and sat down and talked awhile. I took my
    tank top off, and sat there as my mom rubbed the sun blocker all over
    me. I helped rub sun blocker on my mommy, then we went to get two huge
    cokes at the hot dog stand. As we stood in line, some boys were messing
    around in line in front of us. One of the boys saw me, and said to the
    others, "Look, that little kid is wearing a baby Speedo."

    They turned around and casually looked at me, then the bigger boy said
    to a smaller boy with him, "See Charlie, you could have worn your
    diaper to the beach, and no one would have noticed."

    "You should have worn your little bikini Speedo Zack, the one that you
    always get a boner in, when you wear it."

    "He always gets a boner when he wears his little bikini Speedo, or when
    he sees you in a diaper Charlie." another boy with them said.

    "But you're the one who asked me if you could wear one of my diapers
    last weekend at the sleepover." Charlie said.

    "Did not. Your mom made me wear it."

    "Yeah, right. My mom said, Carlo, do you need a diaper too, and you
    said 'Yes, please'."

    "Did not."

    They pushed each other back and forth as they ordered ice cream cones.
    When they all had their ice cream cones, they walked past me slowly,
    glancing down at the swim diaper I was wearing. Zack was the last boy
    to pass by me, and as he glanced down at my swim diaper, I said to him,
    "Check out Jordan Enterprises on the net. They make diapers for boys as
    big as you, and they make swim diapers like mine, in your size too."

    He stopped and looked at me, then at my swim diaper for a second, and I
    could see the boner in his board shorts. As they continued walking
    away, I heard one boy say to the others, "See, Zack's got a boner just
    looking at that little kids baby Speedo."

    "It's not a Speedo. It's a swim diaper, and I think they make them in
    Charlie's size." Zack said to them.

    "How you know it's a swim diaper? Got one at home Zack?"

    "No, saw one at the Y last year."

    "Looking in the mirror at the Y, huh Zack?"

    We got our cokes and went back to our towels. I decided to go down to
    the shore and make a sand castle. My mommy joined me, and we piled up
    the sand and made castles for a while. She went and took Bill's camera
    out of the diaper bag and took pictures of me playing in the sand.

    "What do you want to show me Stevie?" I heard a mother say to her
    little boy standing in front of me.

    "I want swimsuit like hims.'

    "You already have a swimsuit Stevie."

    "But I want one like hims." he said again as he started crying.

    "Sorry Stevie. No more swimsuits for you this year." Stevie mom said as
    she picked him up and walked up the beach.

    My mom stopped them and talked to the mother for a few minutes, and as
    I played on the sand, I saw Stevie's mom look at me a few times before
    she took Stevie back to their blanket on the sand.

    When we got hungry, we went and got hot dogs at the stand, and as we
    waited for our order, I asked my mom about the conversation she had
    with Stevie's mom.

    "She wanted to know who made your swim diaper Scotty, and I told her it
    was Jordan Enterprises. I think Stevie is going to get one this year
    the way she asked questions about it."

    "I think that big kid who was in front of us in line this morning when
    we ordered our cokes is going to get one too."

    "I wouldn't be surprised it they all were wearing a swim diaper before
    summer was over." my mommy said.

    After we got our hot dogs, and cokes, we went back to sit on our
    towels.

    "You know, if Jordan wanted to make more money, he should make a diaper
    called a sleepover diaper." I said to my mom.

    "Why should he make those baby?" she asked.

    "Remember the first time that Kyle slept over?"

    ""Yeah?"

    "You knew he wet his bed because his mom warned you."

    "And?"

    "I think he would have been easier for him to wear one if it was called
    a sleep over diaper."

    "Yeah, I did have a hard time that night getting him to wear one of
    your cloth diapers." my mom said

    "And remember the first time Matt spent the night?" I asked.

    "Yes?"

    "He had to go to the bathroom so many times, and he kept waking me up
    every time he had to go."

    "He did have a lot of lemon lime soda that night before he went to
    bed." she said

    "I think if I would have said that I needed to get my sleep over diaper
    on, he probably would have worn one too."

    "How often does Matt wet his bed?"

    "He told me he did once, or twice a month."

    "I remember when he walked into your bedroom, naked, and said he was
    ready for his diaper." my mom said.

    "Yeah, but when I walked by the closed bathroom door before that, I
    could hear him asking himself, 'Should I or shouldn't I'?"

    "But after that I had no problem putting a diaper on him at night when
    he stayed over."

    "Yeah, but I think he never had a bed wetting accident over at our
    apartment." I told her.

    "Yeah, he always seemed to be dry in the morning every time I took the
    diaper off of him."

    "Maybe he didn't want to take a chance wetting the bed."

    "I think your right baby."

    As I sat there on the towel, Indian style, eating my hot dog, my mom
    knelt down and took pictures of me. I made faces at the camera, and my
    mom warned me that I would break the camera, and she would have to buy
    Bill a new one.

    She took me out into the water, and helped me jump over the waves
    coming onto the shore, and we watched a man throw a Frisbee out into
    the water, and watched his dog retrieve it. It was almost four o'clock
    when we decided it was time to go home. We gathered our things together
    and went over to the shower to rinse off. My mommy took my swim diaper
    off of me, and after I was done washing all the salt off, she wrapped
    the towel around me. When we got to the car, I lay down on the front
    seat, and she put a sport diaper on me. As soon as I was strapped into
    the car seat, we headed home.

    "What are we going to have for dinner tonight?" I asked as I got out of
    the new car, and wrapped the towel around my waist to cover the sport
    diaper I was wearing.

    "I thought we would have a TV dinner, just you and me," she answered

    When we got to the front door to our apartment, she dropped the keys
    twice, trying to unlock the door. After she unlocked it, I turned the
    door knob and opened the door.

    "SURPRISE SCOTTY" I heard everyone yell, then they started singing
    happy birthday to me.

    I looked into our apartment, and saw Cathy, Ricky, Bill, and Matt, and
    Kyle inside singing to me. When I looked at Matt and Kyle again, I
    noticed they were wearing only a sport diaper, and Ricky was wearing
    one too. I looked up at my mommy, tears streaming down my face, and as
    she bent over, I gave her a BIG hug and kiss.

    "My birthday isn't until Tuesday." I said to her.

    "This was the only day I could get Kyle and Matt over here."

    I hugged her again, then went over to Kyle and Matt. Matt took the
    towel off of me so I would look just like them, just wearing a sport
    diaper, and a smile.

    "How do you like your new underwear?" I asked Matt.

    "Their a…heck of a lot better then the cloth diapers your mom put on me
    at night."

    "Think my mom can place an order with your mom weasel?" Kyle asked me.

    "Need to call the eight hundred number, or go on the net to Jordan
    Enterprises." I told him.

    "How did you get an easy job like this weasel?" Matt asked.

    "Right place, right time, I guess." I said.

    "Okay you guys, line up, and look like your happy, so I can get a good
    picture of you." Bill said to us.

    Bill took picture after picture of us as we clowned around. Kyle
    pinched my leg as Bill took one picture, then Kyle said he wanted a
    copy.

    "Want to open your presents baby?" my mom asked.

    "MOM!" I said.

    "Oh, sorry baby."

    "Baby, you want to see what I got you?" Matt asked with a smirk on his
    face.

    "BABY, open mine first!" Kyle shouted.

    "See what you started MOM!"

    "Sorry about that sweetheart."

    "Open my present SWEETHEART." Ricky said.

    I opened Matt's present first, and it was a silver neck chain. I put it
    around my neck, and Matt fastened it for me. I opened Kyle's present to
    me, and it was a whistle of some kind. Kyle whispered into my ear that
    it was a dog whistle, and he knew I was going to have fun with it. As I
    blew it, the dog across the alley from the kitchen window started
    howling. Kyle also told me it was good at keeping female dogs away from
    me too, the two legged type, if I knew what he meant. Ricky got me an
    LCD watch, with Scooby Doo on it.

    "Ready to see what Bill, Cathy, and I got for you baby, oh, I mean
    Scotty?" my mom asked as she led me to my bedroom.

    When I opened the door, I saw a brand new bed sitting where my old
    wrought iron bed used to be. It was a racecar bed, with matching
    sheets, blanket, and pillows. It had safety rails on both sides, and
    two large drawers underneath it. Kyle and Ricky said 'Neat' as they
    both went over to try it out.

    I watched as Matt went over, and laid down on the bed saying, "Wake me
    in a few hours, will ya weasel?"

    "Neat changing table Scotty. Wish my mom had one she could use when I
    get ready for bed at night." Kyle said.

    "Ready for your birthday dinner baby?" my mom asked.

    "What we having?" I asked.

    "I know how much you like peas and carrots, but thought you'd like fish
    and chips instead." she said.

    I ran to the kitchen to make sure that she wasn't pulling my leg, and
    when I saw all the fish sitting there on the plate, I started drooling.

    Ricky, Matt, Kyle, and I ate dinner in the living room while my mom,
    Cathy, and Bill ate at the kitchen table. As soon as Ricky was full, he
    asked Cathy if we could go swimming. Cathy looked over at my mom, and
    my mom nodded yes.

    "Got anything we can wear Scotty, I mean baby?" Matt asked still
    teasing me.

    I looked over at my mom, then Bill said, "It's a diaper party, let me
    go and see if any of the samples from Jordan are large enough for
    Matt."

    Bill went to his apartment as Ricky, Matt, Kyle, and I went to my room.
    I went to my swim diaper drawer, and took out one, and handed it to
    Kyle, saying, "This ones a little large on me, so it should fit you
    Kyle."

    I took out another one and handed it to Ricky, then took one out for
    me.

    "You can always swim naked Matt. I know you like to swim that way." I
    said.

    Matt pushed me as he said, "Don't mind swimming naked at home, but not
    here in front of Cathy."

    "You like her, don't you Matt?"

    "No…I love her you lucky weasel." Matt said as he pushed me again.

    "Got two that should fit Matt." Bill said as he walked into my bedroom.

    Matt looked at the swim diapers Bill had in his hands, then looked at
    us.

    "Want to wear the pull-on, or the put-on swim diaper Matt?" Bill asked

    Matt looked at us again, and saw we all had the put-on style, and said,
    "I'll wear the put-on. Don't want to look out of place at this diaper
    party for weasel."

    "Okay Matt, you're the oldest." my mom said as she tapped the changing
    pad on top of my dresser.

    "I'm only a couple years older then Scotty, and it's his birthday
    party. Let him go first."

    "Sorry Matthew, age before beauty." she said.

    Matt reluctantly climbed up onto the changing pad. As my mom took off
    the sport diaper, Matt turned red. As soon as he was dressed by my mom,
    he hopped down off the dresser, and my mom said Kyle was next. After we
    all had our swim diapers on, and as Matt and Kyle were wrapping a towel
    around their waists, I pretended to read the rear of Matt's swim diaper
    out loud, "Gone swimming, be back later."

    Matt looked over shoulder and saw that there was no writing on his
    rear, then said "Should have said, 'Gone surfing, be back, maybe."

    After he wrapped the towel around his waist, we went out to the pool.
    We played in the shallow end of the pool until after dark, then my mom
    brought out my birthday cake, with all eleven candles on it, still lit.
    After I made my wish, I blew out the candles, and Matt and Kyle wanted
    to know what I wished for. I didn't tell them because I knew it would
    never come true.

    After we ate the cake, we went back into the apartment, and Bill told
    Matt and Kyle it was time to take them home. Kyle let my mom put an
    overnight diaper on him so he'd be ready for bed when he got home, and
    Matt wanted to be diapered one last time by my mom. My mom and me
    walked them out to Bill's car, and we pushed each other, one last time
    before they got into his car and took off. As I watched them leave, my
    mom moved her old car onto the dirt area behind the carport, then
    parked her new ALTAMA in her spot.

    "Got another little birthday present for you baby."

    "What?"

    "Ricky is going to spend the night tonight with you."

    "Doesn't he have to go to day camp tomorrow?"

    "No, not tomorrow at least."

    "That's great mommy…Mommy, what were you going to tell me about the
    rails on my new bed?"

    "Before I went to bed last night, I went in to check on you, and you
    must have been having a nightmare."

    "I don't remember having a nightmare."

    "I sat with you for over an hour until you settled down baby. You were
    talking in your sleep."

    "What was I saying?"

    "You kept calling Ricky's name, and you kept saying "No"

    "I don't remem…I know what I was dreaming. Ricky was in the pool
    drowning, and I couldn't help him. I looked everywhere to find
    something to throw to him so he could keep from drowning, but I
    couldn't find anything. I looked everywhere. I remember it now."

    "Yeah, you did a lot of tossing last night, and If I wasn't there, you
    would have fallen out of bed."

    "Why didn't you wake me up?"

    "Sometimes it's best to let you finish your dream, and hope you work it
    out yourself."

    "Did I?"

    "You quieted down when I put the baby bottle back in your mouth and
    held you for awhile."

    "I just remember seeing him splashing around in the deep end of the
    pool, yelling for help, and I couldn't do anything."

    "Sounds like you really care for Ricky like he was your real little
    brother Scotty."

    'Yeah, sometimes I wish he was."

    "That is why I got the rails for you, so you won't fall out of the
    bed."

    "Maybe you should have gotten me a crib, to be on the safe side." I
    said jokingly.

    "I thought of that last night, but if I'd gotten you one, you would
    have grown out of it in a year or so."

    "If I promise not to grow for a few years, will you still get me a
    crib?" I asked jokingly.

    "I'd buy you a dozen if you would stay as small and cute and adorable
    as you are now baby."

    I raised my hand the boy scout way, and said, "I promise not to grow
    any bigger, and stay as cute and adorable as possible, for a long, long
    time, for my mommy."

    She reached down and scooped me up into her arms, and kissed me as she
    carried me back into our apartment. I hugged her all the way.

    "You give Mowgli the bad news that loud mouth is going to spend the
    night Jeanne?"

    "Yes, and he said he was going to sign up for the navy instead."

    "Did not."

    "Did too"

    "Mommy?"

    "Yes baby?"

    "What we talked about out back?"

    "Yes?"

    "Between you and me?"

    "Just between you and me."

    "It's past your bedtime Mowgli, and loud mouth. Let's get you animals
    diapered, and in bed." Cathy said as we walked us into my room.

    "I get to sleepover tonight again." Ricky said as he climbed up onto
    the changing pad.

    "Cathy, mind if I diaper these two tonight?"

    "Your just trying to get out of washing dishes, aren't you Jeanne?"

    "How did you know. I'm just trying to keep from getting dish pan hands,
    like my mother used to say."

    "Okay, I think I can handle all those paper plates and plastic cups."
    Cathy said as she walked out of my room.

    I watched my mommy as she took the swim diaper off of Ricky, so gently
    and tenderly, as though he was a newborn. She sprinkled the baby powder
    all over him, then gently massaged it tenderly into his skin. As she
    rubbed, she would hit one of his ticklish areas by 'accident', and
    Ricky giggled just like I did, when his Cathy had tickled me. I was
    enjoying watching him so much, I hoped it would never end. As she
    raised his legs, and slipped the overnight diaper under him, he looked
    like he was enjoying the moment to the max, and as soon as she had the
    diaper taped around his little waist, his expression went from pure
    delight to an expression like he'd just lost his best friend.

    "Okay Ricky, your ready for bed." she said as she helped him down off
    the dresser.

    "Your up next baby." my mommy said tenderly to me.

    As I laid there, I closed my eyes, thinking of the sight I had seen
    with Ricky up here, and feeling the same sensations that he had felt,
    Enjoying the feeling of the baby powder being rubbed into my skin, and
    the sweet smell of it was so overwhelming that it was though I was at a
    nursery school, and we were being readied for nap time. As soon as my
    legs were lofted into the air, I knew my stay upon the changing pad was
    going to end shortly, but I wasn't going to miss it to much, for
    tomorrow, it would happen again. As she taped my diaper, she gave me a
    light kiss on my cheek, then helped me climb down off the dresser.

    I went over to my bed, and laid down beside Ricky, then my mommy said,
    "Be right back babes." then she left the room.

    When she returned, she was armed with Bill's camera, and took many
    pictures of us laying there, with the soles of our feet resting on the
    bed, and our knees slightly pushed out to the sides of our bodies by
    the diaper between our legs.

    I turned to face Ricky, and he faced me, then we hugged each other
    close and pretended we were asleep. After she finished taking pictures,
    she read from the Hardy Boys book I had, as Cathy delivered the baby
    bottles to our lips. As we slowly drifted off to sleep, I reached over
    and slipped my arm under Ricky's shoulders and pulled him closer to me,
    as though he was my teddy bear, then he slipped his arm under me, and
    held me tight. I felt the one last kiss, then all was quiet, except,
    the rhythmatic sound of two young contented boys sucking on their baby
    bottles.

    END OF CHAPTER 12

`Chapter 13 WE MEET SHAWN JORDAN`