Mama catches Lucy’s first yawn. The distraction doesn’t stop your snowball from hitting her in the chest, spraying her chin and mouth with snow. Lucy sputters, wiping the snow off herself.

“That doesn’t count!” she declares. “I was yawning.”

Mama is hiding her laugh behind her hand as she walks over.

“Maybe it’s time to head inside then? It might be worth having a short nap.”

Lucy pouts.

“I’m not tired,” she declares, as you try not to giggle, before suddenly tensing as you remember your pressing need.

Mama smiles kindly at Lucy.

“You really should try and have a nap, sweetie,” mama explains. “You don’t want to be too tired for night skiing.”

Lucy looks unsure. You know she doesn’t want to miss it, but she turns to you.

“Only me?” she asks.

“Well, I’ve got to get some things from the shop, and I thought I would bring you big sister with me.”

That seems to mollify Lucy slightly.

“Okay,” she agrees, letting mama lead her inside.

As mama disappears inside, you wonder what she needs to get from the shops. You know it’s not dinner stuff, but don’t come up with any ideas before being rudely reminded about the waiting mess as you felt your insides move slightly.

You knew you really should just go, but then you would need to be changed. Lucy was upstairs and would surely notice you in your messy nappy, but perhaps mama could take you to a change room? You’re not sure, but it’s beginning to get uncomfortable.

It strangely occurred to you that this nappy was almost clean. You’d only wet it a little bit, and soon you would need to mess it. So, you’d be changed twice in a really short amount of time. It was a strange thing to worry about, however.

The real worry was Lucy and her finding out… but that was silly too. You couldn’t actually imagine Lucy being mean about it, but even then, you still worried.

But still, you did need to go. You decided that you would ask to get changed elsewhere, but would risk it. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad Lucy knowing?

Carefully, you squat down, pretending to enlarge you small pile of snowballs, and taking a deep breath, begin to push. The mess is a bit firm and doesn’t spread so much as it pushes against the soft insides of your nappy. At the same time, you’re suddenly peeing, wetting your nappy. It seems to swell as your mess spreads.

You’re about to push again when you realise someone is approaching. Turning your head to spot mama heading towards you, you suddenly lose your balance, and land on your messy bottom. The mess suddenly squishes and your eyes start to water.

“All done, sweetie?”

Blinking up at mama with wet eyes, she notices your distress before pulling you into a hug. You shake your head.

“N-not done,” you say, your words muffled by mama’s jacket.

It’s uncomfortable as more mess is still trying to leave you. Mama separates from you, looking at you with a small, kind smile, before pulling you to your feet. Unsure what mama is doing, you waddle awkwardly as she leads you to a bench. Mama brushes the snow off before taking a seat.