Mom asked, “Did you have to get up in the middle of the night and change into a second one of those?”
I looked at her quizzically, “I thought you came in and changed me while I was sleeping.”
Puzzled she shook her head, “No, but maybe your father did. I don’t think he slept much last night.”
She started to reach into the armoire for one of the diapers and I instantly objected with the ferocity of a bear, which had just been awakened from a sound hibernation.
“Mom! No! I’m not wearing one of those to school!” I knew I was crossing the line with my tone, but there was no way she was going to get me to wear a diaper to school.