Andrew wanted to die from embarrassment. Not only had he been forced to nurse from a bottle like a little baby, but now he was contributing to the whole humiliating scenario by responding like one. He shuddered when he remembered that he had wet his diapers before he had been put down for his nap and realized that he hadn’t pooped yet that day. If events continued as they had been going, it wouldn’t be long before he started making messes in his diaper too!
The thought made him want to cry, but his adult intelligence held firm and the bottom of his chin merely quivered as he shuddered in revulsion. Krystyn felt the shaking of his tiny body and said, “Are you getting cold, Andy? It’s warm in the house, but you’ve just woken up from being in your crib covered with your nice warm blankie.