Ron put the truck on the mat of the playpen beside him and began running the truck back and forth while he thought about what had happened to him. “There wasn’t any need for me to get that excited about wetting my diaper,” he decided, “I’m a baby, what do they expect? I Don’t have any control over what my bladder did. My bladder became full and loosed itself of it’s own accord. There isn’t any reason to feel guilty. Deedee didn’t behave that way when she wet her diaper. Of course, she’s a lot more experience wearing diapers than I do. My emotions ran completely away with me. I threw a temper tantrum like I was a one year old.”

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