ALL'S WELL (true Story)
It seemed like a declaration of war. "Stop behaving like a baby or you will be treated like a baby." I thought no more of it until suddenly one night the bathroom became a bedtime battlefield. No matter how I kicked and screamed, she won.
Now I can relax as I am tucked up in bed each night with a rubber sheet and pillow-case. I am duly creamed, powdered, and pinned into double-diapers and baby pants. The overnight high-waist rubbers are pulled up firmly, covering diapers and pants, to save the sheets. I feel warm, comfortable, cozy and dry.
When I move, the crinkle of rubber reminds me that I will sleep safe and sound, and that the sheets and mattress will be dry as toast for the daily inspection each and every morning. So all is really well. Yes, truly all's well that ends well!
Written By: Nico
Now I can relax as I am tucked up in bed each night with a rubber sheet and pillow-case. I am duly creamed, powdered, and pinned into double-diapers and baby pants. The overnight high-waist rubbers are pulled up firmly, covering diapers and pants, to save the sheets. I feel warm, comfortable, cozy and dry.
When I move, the crinkle of rubber reminds me that I will sleep safe and sound, and that the sheets and mattress will be dry as toast for the daily inspection each and every morning. So all is really well. Yes, truly all's well that ends well!
Written By: Nico