He moped around the playpen trying to amuse himself with the toys that had been left in his infantine prison. It was no use; he couldn’t really bring his adult mind to enjoy the simple bright colored toys that had been left to divert him. Being a baby again was the most boring experience of his life. After half an hour of piddling around with the toys dilatorily, he wished that something would happen to break the monotony. Of course, wishes and infant’s physiological processes being what they are, he got his wish for diversion after a fashion. When his newly acquired involuntary reflex to evacuate his bladder and bowels after breakfast struck him, he peed and pooped in his diaper helplessly while sitting in the playpen.

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