“Your mum and I don’t think you’re a baby,” mama whispers in your ear. “Even big girls have accidents, sometimes.”
Sniffling, you nod into mama’s chest.
“Did mum tell you about what happened to her?” You nod again, remembering what mum had told you. “She was a lot bigger than you are now and she was super embarrassed about it too. Neither of us are going to think badly about it.”
Pulling back, you give mama a wet smile. She carefully lifts you goggles up onto your helmet and wipes the tears away. Blinking slightly at the sudden change of colours, mama is smiling slightly humorously at you.
“Do you remember when you were four?” she asks.