I was a brat growing up. My parents were the most permissive you ever saw. They let me get away with anything. They gave me anything I wanted. I had a wonderful life with them. At least I thought so . I never did well in school. I didn’t really care. I had people to […]

My wife often complains about the amount I drink on Saturday night. The main complaints were about wasting most of Sunday in bed but more embarrassing is when she showed me the damp patch in my pants because I visited the loo so many times during the evening. She often threatened to do something which […]

Mary had to think about this for a few seconds, “Babies suck their thumb. You should suck your thumb.” Jeff scoffed at the notion, but Mary insisted since she was in charge. “You have to suck your thumb, I dare you.” Jeff thought this was harmless and hoped Mary would tire of the game soon, […]

Margaret had seen enough. She confiscated the oversized clothes leaving Jeff sitting in the middle of the living room wearing only a shirt and a pair of training pants with a large wet stain in the front and back. “Mary and Michael you are charge of Jeffery. He is to remain in the living room […]

When Monday morning came Jeff was woken up by his roommate. “Get up Squirt. You better not tell Mom what happened last night or I’ll beat you up. I can do it cause I’m older right?” Jeff knew Michael wasn’t joking and he had had enough humiliation from his son. Cowering under the bed covers […]

“I know I told you to die,” Maria said, pulling her bathrobe tighter around herself, but not before I saw a hint of her diaper’s waistband above the top of her pajama pants, “But I didn’t mean for you to do it on my back porch, Devlin.”   “What?” I glanced around, somewhat surprised to […]

I heard laughter from behind me, and I turned to find a younger version of my mother there. She was chatting with some older woman that I didn’t recognize. “Oh, there’s me!” I pointed out, surprised at how tiny I was, and how adorable, with my little round cheeks, clutching at my mom’s coat. I […]

The dog apparently decided he’d better catch up with and stood, shook himself off, and took a couple of huge, lumbering steps that would have wiped out about half of the freshman class, and sat back down beside me. “You look scared,” he pointed out. “No, I’m getting used to this, I think,” I shrugged. […]