My attention had been so focused on making sure I had kept moving forward as I trailed behind mommy that I didn’t register the fact that she had come to complete stop. I bumped into her back and the fell backwards, landing on my bottom in the sand with a soft thud. As I hurried to stand up, the inevitable happened. I could feel the poop squeeze out into the diaper, the stickiness of it against my skin exacerbated with every step I took.
Mommy, daddy, and Elaine were all ahead of me and had turned to continue walking so they didn’t notice that I had messed myself. I hoped that the view from behind me wasn’t too obvious to anyone watching us walk along the beach. When we arrived back at the car, Mommy finally caught a glimpse of my bottom as I leaned down to pull on my shorts.