“It’s like those jumps we saw yesterday, but it’s a lot smaller for beginners.” Mum shrugs. “Mostly; there are some bits you won’t be able to do without lots of practice.”

“Oooh — what things are there?” you ask.

Mum looked thoughtful.

“Well, there’s a half-pipe and lots of jumps. You can’t do the bigger jumps, but there’s lots of small one.”

“Sounds like fun,” mama says, even thought you’re sure mama and mum already discussed it.

It turns out, it really was fun.

At first, even the small jumps were scary, but it was that sort of fun scary. When you felt you weren’t about to fall and clear the jump it feels exhilarating — at least, that was the word mum used. Still, the bugger jumps here were still huge, like small jumps at the big park.

You watched as people raced down the mountain to take the jumps, then easily going through the half pipe, going up the sides and seeming to jump before landing back in the half pipe and doing it again on the other side.

“You don’t want to go all the way up — at least, not at first,” mum explained. “It’s easier with special skis for it too, as you do a lot of sideways sliding.”

“Remember what they explained at the hire place?” mama said. “How the skis have edges on them so you don’t go sideways.”

“Oh,” you say, nodding as it suddenly makes sense.

“Yep, and the snowboarders don’t have that problem — I think. I’m not exactly sure.”

You end up going down the slope and over the small jumps until mama says it’s time for lunch.

 

“Huh?” you ask when mum and mama don’t lead you to the big shelter area for lunch.

Mum and mama share a look. It’s an early lunch because you’re having an early dinner, so there’s less people about than yesterday.

“Surprise!” they say at the same time.

It’s not a super over the top surprise like a birthday surprise, which makes it seem funny. Both you and Lucy giggle.

“Are we having hot food?” you ask, picking up one what’s happening.

“Sure are!”

After having sandwiches and stuff for lunch, hot food sounds really good.

“Can we go to the toilet?” Lucy asks, tugging at mama’s jacket.

“Do you need to go right now?” she asks. “Because if we order and then go, it might ready when we get back.”

Lucy thinks a moment.

“I can wait.”

You take a seat in your wet nappy as mum and mama quickly scan the menu.

“I think we should all get wedges,” says mum. “They’re really good here.”

As mama hums in agreement, you recall mum and mama saying that before. It doesn’t take long for Lucy to agree as well.

“Now, I think your sister and your mama are going to watch our table, so lets go find a loo,” mum said to Lucy.

As they get up, mama slips out of her chair and takes mum’s chair next to you. You don’t give it much thought until mama gives you a sideways hug.

“So, you asked mum about something this morning?” You look up at mama and squirm nervously. “Mum didn’t get a chance to explain because Lucy could overhear, so I can guess it’s about your protection?”

Mama is smiling kindly at you, but your nervousness is still there. You chew you lip, thinking about the words. It was silly because mum and mama never told you off for asking questions, but you still worried. It was silly, but you couldn’t help it.

“I — C-can I be in a nappy all the time?” you ask, avoiding mama’s eyes.

“Oh — you mean for the holiday?”

Blushing, your eyes meet hers for a moment. You nod.

“Hmm,” mama hums in a way that sounds just like mum this morning. “Why do you want to, sweetie?”

You squirm, trying to come up with something better than “I want to” or “it’s nice”.

“I — I like you looking after me,” you admit quietly.

Mama softly smiles.

“You won’t need to be in a nappy to get extra hugs or cuddles, you know?”

You nod. You knew that.

“Aren’t you worried about Lucy knowing?” Mama asks with concern. “She’ll probably know you’re in a nappy if you’re wearing one around the apartment.”

It did scare you a little bit… but Lucy has never been really mean — or at least not for long. Sometimes she said things, but she usually soon apologised for them. And maybe Lucy would like to be in a nappy too?

“A bit,” you admit.

Mama pulls you into a hug. She sighs quietly.

“I don’t want you to be sad because you’re worrying about your nappy,” mama explains. She slips out of the hug and looks down fondly at you. “The whole point was so you are worry free.”

Your eyes slightly wet, you nod at mama with a thankful smile.

“— And,” she adds. “You’re going to have to work really hard when we get back home to show us you won’t have accidents when you get back to school. Okay?”

You nod, unable to keep the smile off your face as you realise mama and mum both said yes. You squirm happily.

“Thank you.”

Mama laughs quietly.

“I hope you keep being this affectionate when you’re back at school. It’s very sweet.”

Mama leans in and plants a kiss on your forehead as you smile brightly up at her.