“I am a BIG boy. I can use the big boy potty, but sometimes Mommy puts me in diapers just in case. I don’t always get all my pee-pee in the potty, so mommy says I sometimes need diapers.”
“I’m sorry Franky, it must be tough being back in diapers.”
“Mommy says lots of little boys and girls like me still wear diapers. I was hoping I wouldn’t have to wear them during the day once I turned five, but Mommy thought I should today.”
Listening to Franky talk, Milton could tell he was no longer the kid he used to play with. Franky was now just a little kid. A little kid in diapers. Milton was almost seven years old, again. Franky was the best friend he had ever remembered having, and now he was just a little baby.