Mum gives her a sad smile.
“You’re a growing girl, I certainly don’t mind feeding you. Why don’t you put your things away and I’ll make you a snack before dinner?”
You lead Bow Kid to your room where she sets her bag down. You wonder if she’s got enough for a few days; the bag isn’t huge. If not, she can always borrow your stuff. Still, you’re curious.
“You fit everything in there?”
“Well, yeah,” she replies before suddenly looking unsure. Bow Kid cautiously unzips her bag and her face falls. “I — uh — I forgot my you know .” She looks up at you, an uncomfortable expression on her face.
“Nappies?” you supply.
Bow Kid embarrassedly nods.
“What do I do?” she asks aloud.
You’re not sure, and start thinking, before remembering what mum had said; wouldn’t she need to get nappies for you too? You’re pretty sure your friend wouldn’t have enough for both of you, anyway. So mum would have to buy some, right?
“Lets go ask my mum.”
Bow Kid looks slightly uncertain, so you take her hand reassuringly, letting you guide her out of the room. You do most of the talking as Bow Kid is strangely embarrassed by forgetting them.
“It’s not a problem, sweetheart,” says mum as she crouches to your levels. “Have you got plenty back at home?”
“Yeah,” Bow Kid replies.
“Have you got a key or is there a spare key about? We can go and pick them up.”
Bow Kid shakes her head.
“No, mummy doesn’t have a spare key at the house. She keeps it in the car.”
“Hmm — well, I guess we’ll have to make a quick run to the shops, okay?”
Mum tells both of you to go to the loo before you go. As you wait for Bow Kid to finish, mum pulls you aside.
“Sweetie?” she asks quietly. You look back questioningly. “Now, I know I said you can be in nappies too —” your heart drops; it sounds like mum has changed her mind “— but I think you need to ask your friend for permission, first. It might make her more and not less uncomfortable.”
Oh.
That sort of makes sense, and is way better than mum saying no. You nod.
“Okay.”
Heading out to the car, mum starts fitting Bow Kid’s car seat. Both of you watch as mum threads the seatbelt through the seat and then clicks in a thing a bit like a seatbelt plug to a special slot in the roof. Then she tightens the belts.
“All ready to go,” mum announces.
The car seat is pretty similar to your own. It’s got loops that your arms go through which connect together across your chest and then connects to another set of belts that go up between your legs. Your chair in comfy and you’re sure Bow Kid’s is comfy too.
“Now, lets check everything fits you properly,” says mum as Bow kid climbs up and sits in the chair.
After looping her arms through, Bow Kid lets your mum buckle her up and check the straps.
“All good?”
“Yep!” Bow Kid replies.