Your cries had alerted someone, soon, you see Amanda, your twin sister walk in. Most twins had bitter rivalries with one another, but you two never did. And she had been born first, so you often called her big sister. When she walked in she said, "Aww, how's my baby brother doing?"
She came over and felt your diapered area. "I see.... someone flooded the river again," she giggled.
That used to be your mom's code for saying you soaked your diaper, when you were... well, this size. And now your sister was using it. "I suppose that is normal since you are..."
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