When I woke up my diaper was completely soaked. I walked downstairs and saw Angela watching television.
“Morning Sweetie, sleep well?” She asked me.
“Yuppers, I slept like a baby.” I said to her.
“Good to hear. Hey, did you give Alexia our phone number?” She asked me.
“Oopsie, I forgot to tell you. Yeah I did, I wanted her to come over today.” I said to her.
“Oh, I don’t think she is, she called to say that she’s very sorry, she can’t make it and hopefully she can next week. Now I get what she meant.” Angela said. “She seemed kinda weirded out by talking to me, just because I’m her teacher.” She giggled.
“Hehe, Oh well, maybe another time.” I said.
The day was uneventful. I ate lunch, watched television, played on the trampoline and went on MSN. That was about it. I made it to the toilet once, and Angela fed me a bottle and gave me a bath. At dinner time she made Meat Loaf, which was delicious. She cleaned me up and I went to bed early. While I was in bed I did some thinking. I was doing a good job with getting over my daddy’s death. Maybe I could go back to school soon. Of course, I would want to get out of day-time diapers by then, but I could do it. I could be back at school next month. I decided to take it up with Angela tomorrow, and even talk to Adam about it in the morning. My head was jumbled with ideas, things I would have to do to go back to school and so forth. Finally, I fell into a deep sleep.