We ended up staying one more day so that John could bend and bang the metal away from the rear passenger side tire. Oddly enough, during that extra day, Beth continued to treat me exactly as she had been and Mom didn’t seem to mind in the least. I’m not sure what I had expected; I suppose I thought that maybe Mom should have stepped up and at the very least offered to change me or put me back into regular disposable diapers or let me have GoodNites to wear. She didn’t do any of that. Just like all the other days, Joey and I were kept in cloth diapers, plastic pants, and cloth diaper covers right up until it was time from me to leave.

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