Baby Sarah Part 2

Over the next two weeks, everything was normal- or at least as normal as they could be. I was still having accidents on most nights, but I haven't had an accident during the day time. This includes work. I even graduated to being able to wear undies at work. I still wore the potty watch as a reminder, but I was becoming more independent.

I had gotten my paycheck each week, so that meant I was spending more time at the mall. Gab, Han, Em, and I spent every night we didn't work together. Right before bedtime, any of the girls would diaper me; but that was our little secret. Everything was great, including school. I was ahead of schedule in all of my classes and our group has made good progress on our project.

Thursday had come around, which meant I had class with Professor J- the teacher that offered me the pullup. After class had ended, he called me to the front.

"Normally, I don't do this, but do you have plans tomorrow night?"

I told him that I didn't and allowed him to continue. "My wife and I are going to a conference tomorrow and I don't have anybody to watch my daughter. Would you like to? We will pay you $100."

Although that is more money than I normally make and I could use the extra money, due to my circumstances I came up with an excuse.

"I don't have a car, so I can't make it out there. I said.

"Don't worry, after my last class on Friday, I can give you a ride out there. Since it is a late conference and it is pretty far away, you can stay in our guest bedroom. How about I give you $200. Normally Grandma would take her, but she is busy. We didn't get much notice."

$200?!? Just to watch a kid for a few hours? Still I wear diapers at night and I didn't want them to know.

"It would be nice for her to hang around with someone else who knows her situation. She is struggling to potty train; I mean, she is 8 and is still in pullups. It would be good for her to know that she is not alone and maybe you can give her tips."

Since he already partially knew, I decided I could tell him why I was hesitant. "You see proffessor J, I still have nighttime accidents, so maybe I am not the best choice."

He didn't give it a second thought. "Just bring whatever you need over, I think you two will be good for eachother." I couldn't really see a downside, so I agreed. He told me to meet him at his office at 5 o'clock tomorrow, ready to go.

I went home and told Em about my job. "What about nighttime?" She asked. I told her that I would be able to diaper myself and that everything would be fine. She agreed and told me that she would pack my stuff for tonight. We went to work that night then headed home and went to bed.

Waking up the next day, we went through our normal Friday routine. At 4:30, I was getting ready to meet up with Professor J. Em handed me my backpack. "I packed you clothes for tomorrow, your footed PJs for tonight, your nighttime diaper, and a pair of plastic pants to make sure that you don't leak. All of your bathroom stuff is in the ziplock bag as well. I will pick you up at 9am tomorrow" I thanked her, gave her a hug, and headed to Prof J's office.

When I got there, he was already ready to go, so I followed him to his car. I got buckled in and he thanked me again. After a 15 minute drive, we arrived at his house and I followed him to his door. He was greeted by his wife, who also gave me a hug.

"Thank you so much for doing this Sarah. You know of Vanessa's situation. She can put on her pullups by herself, she doesn't like to wear them though, so every once in a while just ask her if she has one on. She should know all of the rules, bedtimes 10o'clock- but if you are having fun it can be a little later than that. I left some money on the table for you to order pizza as well. Speaking of money, here is yours," she said handing me two Ben Franklins. "If you have any other questions, just give us a call. The number is on the fridge"

Vanessa entered the living room. "Hey Ness, this is Sarah, she is going to hang out with you while we go to our conference." She said hey and told her parents goodbye; shortly after, they left.

"Hey Ness" I said. "What do you want to do?" I asked.

"I don't know, let's watch TV or something" she said sitting on the couch, grabbing the remote. I sat down next to her. I probably wasn't even sitting down for a minute, when my watch went off. "Hey I have one of those too" she said. We bonded over that for a little bit. I told her that I just recently got out of pullups and all I had to do was try my best to not have an accident. She seemed really excited that I also had her problem. I sat on the potty, when I returned Ness was waiting for me.

"Can we play outside?" she asked. I told her to hold on and went to check my bag. Em didn't really pack me any play clothes for outside. "I don't have anything to wear" I said. Ness at first looked disappointed, but that look changed as she darted into another room. She returned holding a pile of clothes. "Here you can wear my snowpants,boots, coat, hat, and gloves; and I will wear my old ones." I told her that we could, but we should order our food first. Then when our food came is when we would go back in.

I changed into the bright pink snowpants, pink boots, panda hat, purple coat, and Frozen gloves. I looked ridiculous, but at least I would be warm. Before going outside, I ordered our pizza. We then went outside and played in the snow. We had a snowball fight, built a snowman, and even went sledding. We were having a lot of fun until Ness's face turned beat red. I knew that look; she just had an accident. She quickly ran inside and I followed. She ran into her room, so I decided to go to the bathroom to take off my snow stuff. I unclipped my snowpants, took off my coat, and boots and dressed back down to my clothes. When I looked down, I noticed a very large wet spot that had formed on my jeans, I had wet myself.

I didn't know what to do. My bag was in the living room and I was trapped in the bathroom. I heard Ness talking outside of the door, "when you finish taking off your snow stuff, we should wash them." Perfect, I could wash my jeans and undies with them and nobody would suspect a thing. First I had to find a way get my bag. I formulated a plan. "Ness, can you bring me my backpack, I think I am going to change into my jammies." She agreed and ran off. She hurried back and knocked on the door. I cracked it open just enough to grab my bag, but she barged in.

"I couldn't find you-" she stopped mid sentence, noticing my wet spot.
"Just a second, I'll grab you a pullup" she said, acting like this was a normal occurence.

"No, I have a change of clothes in here, thanks though" I responded.

"Well, if you don't have to wear pullups, then I don't either" she said. I argued with her. I was not going to wear pullups but I knew her parents wanted her too. I told her that since I was potty trained, that I didn't have to.

"Fine, let's call daddy and find out" I did not want the girl I was babysitting to tell her dad that I had wet myself. "Fine, get me a pullup. It will be our secret." I said.

She returned with a My Little Pony pullup. I told her to stand outside while I changed. After sliding the pullup above my waist, I piled up my clothes and headed to the washroom. I started filled the washer with our snow clothes, including my jeans and undies, then started it. I began to head to the living room.

"Sarah, where is the money?" Ness asked.

I looked up and noticed that Ness had opened the door for the pizza guy. I was wearing nothing but my t-shirt and pullup.

"Haha nice diaper..." he said.

Frustrated, I gave him just enough money for the pizza, no tip. I then shut the door on his face. I set the pizza on the table and got plates out. Ness and I ate our pizza at the table. Standing up to put the dishes in the sink, I heard:

"Oh nice, we are wearing the same one". I knew that she was talking about my pullup. I was wearing the same pullup as the girl I was babysitting.

The night continued. We watched a movie, I switched the laundry over, and eventually it was 10o'clock. I told Ness that it was time for bed. After she got settled in, I headed to the bathroom. I removed my pullup and tossed it in the trash can. I then proceeded to diaper myself. I made a mess with the powder and the tabs were not nearly as tight as they were when one of the girls did it. I pulled out the plastic pants from my bag. They were all white, with pink and blue butterflies and flowers. I slid them on over my diaper.

I was going to put on my jammies, but the house was pretty warm. I decided to go back on the couch and watch TV until my clothes dried, then I would wear my jammies right before bed. I went back out to the couch and began to watch Spongebob. Sometime between the beginning and the end of the episode, I dozed off on the couch.

When I awoke, I was laying on the bed in the guest bedroom. I got up and noticed that I was still only wearing a t-shirt, diaper, and my plastic pants. I looked around for my bag or jammies and realized that they must be in the living room still. I figured that somebody had to have put me here, so it wouldn't be anymore emabarrassing walking out. Before entering the living room, I was met in the kitchen where Prof J, his wife, and Ness were sitting at the table. "Sit down and grab a plate" Prof J said. I told him that I'd be back in a second. "Nonsense, sit down" his wife insisted. I did as instructed and popped a squat. I felt poop smush up against the back of my butt. I had messed myself overnight. I began to eat some pancakes.

"I hope you don't mind that I carried you to the bed last night" Prof J said. Trying not to be rude, I told him it was good and thanked him. They asked about last night, I told them that everything went great. Ness added that she had so much fun and wanted me to be her permanent baby sitter. I told her that I would do it anytime. The conversation was interuppeted by a knock on the door.

Prof J went to answer it. It was Em. She came in and said hello. She said that she was in a hurry and that we needed to go. I got up, picked up my bag, and walked over to her. She said nothing about my appearance. Before we could leave, Mrs. J stopped us. She rushed over and handed me my neatly folded jeans and undies. "These were in the dryer, I think they are yours." Before I could come up with an excuse, Em asked why. Ness shouted out that I had an accident. "Really?" Em said. This was my first accident in weeks, so hopefully she would be lenient. I was wrong.

She didn't even let me put my pants on. She picked me up and carried me to the van. Sitting me down on the hood, she went to the back of the van and strapped my carseat in. She then placed me in it and buckled me in. I began to cry. She shoved a pacifier in my mouth and pulled out of their driveway.

It was a quiet ride back to campus. When we arrived, she parked. She got out and went into the back again. Coming around the corner, she set me free momentarily, until placing me in a stroller. She then paraded me through campus all the way back to our dorm. On the way back to the dorm, we passed by the lobby, where everyone was sitting. Intrigued, Kate, Danielle, Han, Gab, Nat, and Jamie all followed us to our room. We entered and they entered behind us. I asked Em to get them to leave, but she said nothing. Instead, she grabbed my iPad and opened to the photo of me with my Potty Chart. "What happened to this?" She said. I began to cry because I was being publicly humiliated. She shoved a pacifier back into my mouth. "No iPad today for you." She said picking me up and placing me on the changing table. She slid off my plastic pants and threw them in the hamper. My diaper was filled near capacity, as I had wet and messed myself again during this process.

She undid my diaper. "Good thing you were wearing those plastic pants, you might have leaked on their bed." she said. She then rediapered me infront of everybody- any frinds of mine that didn't know my secret, now did. She put new plastic pants on me, these ones just plain pink. Next she went over to the diaper dresser and pulled out something I had never seen before. It was like a shirt, she pulled it over my head.
I recognized the design. It was one of the old pink Hello Kitty shirts I had worn before I got my new wardrobe. It was a little different though. The sleeves were a little bit shorter. *Snap, *Snap*, I looked down between my legs and noticed that she had snapped the back of the shirt to the front. This hugged my diaper tightly. They had altered this into a onesie for my punishment. She then placed Hello Kitty fuzzy socks on my feet.

The girls didn't say anything. I looked over at them. Em set me down next to Gabby and asked her to walk me to the lobby. Gabby grabbed my hand a led me and the rest of the girls down there. On the way, Gabby explained to everybody else what was going on. I just kept my mouth shut. A few minutes after we entered the lobby, Em joined us. She was carrying something. After pulling it out of its carrying case, so started to assemble a portable play pen. She filled it with toys and blankets, then picked me up and placed me in it. She told me that I was going to stay in there until we went back into the room. She then handed me a bottle full of milk.

I pushed the toys all to one side, piled the blankets into a pillow, rested my head and began to drink. Today was going to be a long day.


Laying in the playpen, I had to hear all of the questions.
"So she is a boy?", "Why is he wearing a diaper?", "Does he like being treated like a baby?" "Oh, but he actually wanted to dress as a girl?". I listened to Em field all of the questions. The girls laughed and made fun, but at the end, they all agreed that I would still be treated the same... except for the time of my punishment. Then I would be treated like a baby.

Over the next few hours, the girls each took their turn checking my diapers, holding me, placing my pacifier in my mouth, and playing with me as a real baby would. There was even a few people passing by that would come up and inquire about the baby. Everybody that talked to me, talked to me like I was an infant; this was different than how I was previously treated by people who saw me wearing diapers and I did not like it. Occassionally, somebody would say something that wasn't necessarily mean, such as "Can Natty check her wittle baby's diapey?", but reminded me of how I was being treated, so I would began to cry. This usually resulted in one of the girls picking me up or sitting with me on the couch (for the girls I was taller than) and holding me close to their body, rocking me, trying to sooth me.

After a while, a familiar voice entered the room, "I brought food!" It was Em's mom, her and Bri and brought everybody some food from the local Chinese restaraunt. Em got up and left while Em's mom passed out food to the girls. I was left in the playpen as I watched all of the girls grab their foor and thank Em's mom. "Don't worry Mommy brought food for her baby too" she said grabbing both of my cheeks, "we just need sissy to bring me something." On cue, Em returned with a larger contraption. Putting it together, I realized that it was a high chair, customized to fit me. Em then lifted me from the playpen and sat me in the chair. She buckled me in and then connected a large tray onto the chair. She then grabbed a new bottle, which looked to contain juice., a put it in the drink holder part of the tray. While this was happening, Em's mom wrapped a large pink bib around my neck and attatched the velcro. The bib read 'Mommy's Girl" and had hearts and butterflies. Em then placed my food onto the tray, unfloding the carton into it's plate form, leaving the chow mein on top. "Dig in" she said.

I looked around for utensils- chopsticks or forks, it really didn't matter- and found nothing. I inquired about how they expected me to eat. "Don't be siwwy baby, forks are sharp. Babies use their hands..." Em's mom said. They really expected me to eat this with my hands. I picked up a noodle, trying to be as neat as possible; however, I still got some of it on my face. I continued to do this for a few more noodles, but still managed to make a mess. I tried wiping my hands onto my bib, but that only spread the mess more on my hands. Realizing that I had hardly made a dent on my food and how hungry I was, I decided to forget about being clean and started to shove handfuls into my mouth.

As expected, I had made a mess everywhere. My face was covered check to check and from chin to nose, my hands were completely covered. I had dropped some noodles, so I picked them up from my seat and shoved them in my mouth before finishing my bottle. A flash went off, I looked over and noticed that Em's mom had taken a picture. Embarrassed, I began to cry. Another flash had went off. Another bottle was shoved into my mouth. A final flash had gone off.

Em then came over, took off my bib, released me from the high-chair and laid me on the floor. She grabbed a wet wipe and began to wipe off my hands, arms, legs, and face. Realizing that I had also made a mess on my onesie, she proceeded to take that off as well. I was now laying on the floor of my lobby wearing nothing but a diaper.

"Let's get going" Em's mom said. Confused, I asked where. "Did Em forget to tell you, we are going to get pictures for our church directory."

"Ok, well can I stay here then?" I asked.

"No, we don't have a babysitter. Plus, you are family so you need to be in the picture."

"Well can I atleast wear my big girl undies?"

"No, you are in trouble for having an accident remember. Besides everyone will see you at church tomorrow"

"What? We haven't had to go to church in so long, why do we have to go tomorrow?" I protested.

"Exactly, we need to start going again. Plus there is a lunch tomorrow after service and they asked everybody to come."

Knowing that I wasn't going to win this battle, backed down. Em said that she was going to grab a change of clothes for me and that her mom should take me down to the van and get me buckled in. Em then placed me in the stroller and headed to our room. I was still only in a diaper as Mommy and Bri paraded me through the dorm and out to the van.

When we got there Mommy unbuckled me and allowed me to go sit in my seat. She proceeded to put the stroller away and asked Bri to buckle me in. She buckled me in, both across my chest and around my legs. Em arrived, placed things in the back, and then went to the driver seat.

On the way to the church, Mommy tried to get me to talk about school, but I refused, trying to show my displeasure of the situation. "Fine, just listen" she said.

"When we get there, I asked one of the moms to cut your hair, since it is getting pretty long. Then you guys can play until it is our turn to take the picture." We pulled up to the church, Em undid me from my carseat and picked me up. I pleaded for clothes but Mommy said that I would wear them later, because she didn't want me to get them dirty before hand. There were only one or two families there at a time, since you only had to show up for a minute to get your picture taken. We snuck past them, into the church building and into the bathroom. Inside, there was a high chair set up and a woman inside. Em set me in the high chair, which was not met to accommodate somebody my size, so it was a tight squeeze. Somehow, she managed to buckle me in, which made it so I could not move. With no warning, she began to work on my hair. She explained to Mommy that she was going to give me a straight bob haircut. Mommy agreed.

Shortly after, Mommy thanked the girl and Em picked me up and carried me away. She carried me all the way outside, past the picture area, and to the swingset. She placed me in a baby swing and started to push. I decided that I was not going to talk to her either since I was mad. She didn't seem to care and pushed me nonetheless. After about 15 minutes, Bri ran up to us and told us we needed to get changed. Em carried me back into the bathroom to change. All of the girls were wearing blue jeans and a white t-shirt with black shoes; I, however, was dressed in all white tights, a small white dress, white shoes, and a white flower was placed in my hair.

We walked out photo session and the lady taking photos welcomed us. She had us stand infront of the camera; Em was holding me like a toddler as Bri stood in the middle of Em and Mommy. We were all told to smile, but I didn't oblige. Instead of arguing with me, Mommy went to her purse, pulled out a white pacifier shaped like a butterfly and shoved it in my mouth. "If you spit that out, you will stay in diapers for the rest of your life" she said. Noticing that her threat was serious, I listened. After taking the photos, Em took a look. "I love it" she said.

"Alright, what's next?" the camera lady asked "I am supposed to do some individual photos..."

"Ahh yes, since my newest baby never had their photos done, you will be doing her." Mommy said.

I now realized that we were the last family on purpose, as Mommy must have paid for a photo shoot as part of my punishment.

Em sat me on the ground. "For the next hour, we will be doing a photo shoot. We will change your outfits and backgrounds. Since you are a baby, you cannot walk our talk."

I noticed the camera lady was setting up a fence around me, which she must use to make sure babies do not leave the photo shoot area. I was laying with my back on the ground and the camera lady came over to me and took a picture. Deciding that I would try to ruin the photoshoot, instead of holding my tears, I let them go. That didn't stop the lady, she took a picture anyways. Next she began to tickle my stomach and I couldn't hold back my laughter. Another picture was snapped. Trying to get away and remember that I couldn't walk, I decided to crawl towards the fence. "Sarah" I heard. I looked back and another picture was snapped. I made it over to the fence. Em met me and placed me on my back. She removed my shoes, flower, tights, and dress, leaving me only in a diaper. Another picture was snapped. I was then placed in a pink shirt that read, 'Baby Girl'. I moved around in the boundries while Em sat up props. Pictures were continuously being snapped. Looking at Em, I saw n oversized teddy bear and blocks with the letters a,r,a,h. Em picked me up and sat me between the bears legs, then she handed me an S block. Another picture was snapped.

Throughout the hour, I was dressed in many different dresses, onesies tights, shirts, pants, socks, and even diapers. I posed with cribs, stuffed animals, dollies, blankets, and even Mommy, Bri, and Em. Finally, the hour was over and Mommy was handed a disk. We thanked the lady and headed back to the van. I was currently wearing my last outfit, which was a pink dress with flowers along the waist, a pink flower in my hair, and pink cowboy boots (now you see how my day was going). I was placed in my carseat and we headed back to the dorm. Not wanting to get the stroller back out, Em decided to carry me back inside.

We passed the lobby, where the girls still were. They all complimented my outfit and my haircut, which prompted Mommy to tell them what we just did. All of the girls complained that they wish they would have been there to see it. Not wanting to disappoint, Mommy grabbed her CD and placed it in one of the girls computers. This brought up the hundreds of photos that were taken. "I want this one", "I want that one" was being shouted by all of the girls. "Don't worry, we will order most of them. If you write down the number of the ones you want, we will make sure to get extra." Realizing that Mommy was going to get a copy of my baby pictures to my friends, I began to cry.

"It looks like somebody is getting fussy, it must be bedtime." She looked down at her watch, "actually 5 minutes past". I checked the clock, "But it is only 7..." I complained. Mommy responded, "Babies need a lot of sleep, so their bedtime is 7." Em then carried me down to our dorm.

Upon entering, I realized that the reason I had to have a photoshoot was to stall for this surprise. There were no longer two beds in our room, instead just mine- Em always used mine anyways. Half of the room looked like it had before, the other half was way different. The diaper dresser was still there, but now painted very babyish, pink, and had blocks that spelled out Sarah on them. There was a new, oversized changing table. One with rails and could accomodate me- it was clear that it was for me. The diaper pail now read 'Baby Sarah's Diapers'. The walls were now decorated with princess, ballerinas, hearts, and butterflies. There was a pink high chair in the corner and my potty was no longer hidden in the closet. The biggest change however, was the large pink crib in the room. Em set me inside of it, and then lifted the shorter rail. I stood up, holding on to the rail, and noticed that the top of the rail came up to my chin. The bed itself was really low to the ground. I tried to get out, but due to the diaper, I couldn't lift my leg that high. I decided to just lean over the edge but caught myself when I realized that I would be swan diving into the floor. Before I could correct myself, I felt a hard smack on my behind. I fell to the mattress. "Don't try to get out or you will hurt yourself" Mommy said, "we wouldn't want that; now let's get you changed."

Not wanting to change, I laid down underneath the Princess covers and revealed my Princess sheets. They were no longer hiding the fact that I was a 'little girl'. I knew that their arms couldn't reach down to pick me up as the rails were too tall. I knew that but was surprised when I heard a noise. I peeked out to see Em was pushing a button on a remote that was raising my mattress. She raised it high enough to where she could lift me out of the crib. I was then carried to my new changing table. I had wet my diaper earlier, so I was informed that I had to go all day tomorrow without an accident to return to undies by Monday. I was then changed and placed into my footie pajamas- light blue ones with pink and white cupcakes covering them. I was then picked back up, layed down in my crib, covered up, given a bottle, and lowered to the floor. Em then attatched a mobile to the top of my crib and started it up. She turned on a baby monitor and everyone had left.

I was left there, laying down at 7pm in a crib, drinking a bottle. I looked up and watched the lit up butterflies fly around a lit up moon, while listening to the comforting sound. There was no way that I was going to fall asleep this early, so I sucked down on my bottle. It was then I realized that I had to go potty. I was going to call out for Mommy or Em, but realized that calling out for them would mean that everybody in the lobby would hear me. I decided to just let it go. Trying only to go number 1, I accidently went number 2 as well. My diaper flled and filled as I hadn't went potty since earlier and it was only a number 1. I sat in my messy diaper and listened to the comforting song. Time passed, I finished my bottle and thought about how tomorrow would play out. The last time I checked the clock, it was 9:45. Sometime after that I fell asleep.

I awoke to my diaper being changed. I looked up and it was Hannah.

"Your guy's alarm went off late, so Em decided to take a shower and wanted me to help you get dressed for today."

Thinking it would be easier to convince Hannah to let me wear big girl undies, I gave it a shot.

"No, you have to be a baby again today; but we can try for Monday" she said as she finished diapering me. She then started to pull up red tights, with black spots. She then proceed to pull a shirt over my head, in which she started snapping, revealing that it was a onesie. I looked down at the onesie that was also covered with a skirt. The shirt part was white and had a lady bug on it as well as the name Sarah underneath it. I realized that it was custom made just for me- what a lucky guy I was. Hannah then started to put shoes on me. These shoes were white converses. Em had returned just as Hannah was finished putting a ladybug hair clip in my hair. Em then carried me down to the bathroom and brushed my teeth for me. Before exiting the bathroom, Em placed a pacifier shaped like a lady bug in my mouth.

We then went out to the car, in which I was placed back in my carseat. Hannah followed us and got in the front seat. She was coming to church with us. When we arrived, we met up with Mommy and Bri. We walked in and Mommy checked us in. I was getting ready to go with Bri as I did last time, but instead was carried to a different room, a room with a bunch of babies. We were let in by a younger women, who was about the same age as we were. She introduced herself as Ms. Lizzy. Em sat me down on the floor next to a few of the other babies and started to talk to Ms. Lizzy. I looked around and found nothing that sparked my interest, so I just sat there bored out of my mind. Em came over and gave me a kiss and proceeded to exit the room.

Ms. Lizzy came over and crouched next me. "Hey Sarah! Aren't you just a cutie, I am Ms. Lizzy and I am in charge of the nursery. Now I know that you are a little bit more advanced that the other babies and that you are potty training. Emmy wanted me to tell you that if you have to go potty to let you know and we can take care of that." She then intoduced me to the other babies and then the helpers (which were 7th and 8th graders that didn't want to sit in on service.

One of the babies started to cry and Ms. Lizzy went to attend to them. The next 45 minutes were brutal, I did absolutely nothing. I sat there and watched how the others interacted with eachother, but tried my best to keep to myself. However, I felt my stomach rumble, I crawled to Ms Lizzy and told her I needed to go potty. She told one of the helpers that they were in charge while she took me to go potty and tried to pick me up. She wasn't strong enough though, so she had me stand up and hold her hand as she walked me to the potty. Once there, she followed me inside and closed the door beind us. I unsnapped my onesie and pulled down my tights, revealing to Ms. Lizzy my diaper. I then tried to pull off my diaper, but it was too tight. I had to undo the tabs and I sat down on the potty.

After going, I tried to rediaper myself. Noticing my struggle, Ms. Lizzy came over to help. She did not mention my extra part, so I assumed Em told her already. She said that the tabs were no longer sticky, so she would have to get another one. She told me to sit tight and she would be back. When she returned, she said that Em had not left any extras, so she sent a helper to get one. The helper returned with a diaper. Ms. Lizzy told her to wait outside. Ms. Lizzy rediapered me and then called the helper back in. The helper was a 7th grade girl. Ms. Lizzy asked her to finish clothing me and then to walk me back to the nursery. The 7th grader came over and while I was laying on the ground, pulled up my tights and snapped my onesie back up. She then proceeded to help me up and had me take her hand. I was then led back down to the nursery, holding a hand of a girl that was almost 10 years younger than me- talk about embarassing.

Returning to the nursery, Ms. Lizzy called me over. She pulled me onto her lap.

"I told Emmy about what happened and that you actually went potty but the tabs were worn down. This way it won't count against you." Just then one of the helpers came over and handed Ms. Lizzy a book. With me still on her lap, she read the story book aloud.

At the conclusion of the book, guardians entered the room. Hannah approached me and took me from Ms. Lizzy's lap. She had me thank Ms. Lizzy and proceeded to take me to the exit. Before we made it there, we ran into Kate and Tara (the girls from the block party in compromising situation 2). They immediately recognized me and both gave me a hug. They were also heading to lunch. We followed them and met up with Mommy, Em, and Bri. I got a hug from all of them too, Em congradulated me on going potty. Tara and Kate wanted to take me and Bri to the kid's table.

"Bri can go, but Sarah has to stay with us" Mommy said.

"Why?" they asked in unison.

"Because Sarah needs to sit in her high chair" Mommy responded.

The girls bursted in laughter, "So you are a baby, like you were at our house" Tara added.

Bri ran off with them and Em carried me to my seat. She strapped me into a high chair and closed the tray on me. This was not designed for me, so it was a tight fit, but they made it work.

Hannah went off to get her's and my plate, while Em and Mommy stayed with me. During this time, strangers approached us and began to be friendly. So many people grabbed my face or my hang while I was trapped in the high chair. It was like they couldn't see I wasn't a real baby. Hannah returned and placed both plates on the table. This allowed the other girls to get their food. The next thing I knew, a fork with food on it was coming towards my face along accompanied with airplane noises. I looked at Hannah. "Look, you are not supposed to use utensils and are supposed to be treated like a baby" This must have reminded her to place a bib back on me. Hannah alternated bites with me, feeding herself first then myself. The other girls returned with their plates as well.

A few minutes into lunch, Kate, Tara, and Bri came over. "Can I feed her?" Tara asked. Hannah agreed and gave over the fork to Tara. I continued to eat, but this time being fed by Tara. She spoke to me in baby talk, made the airplane noises, and purposely made it hard for me to eat without causing a mess. After I had finished, Ms. Lizzy came over.

"We are going to take a photo as a nursery, do you want me to take Sarah and clean her up?" Mommy thought that was a good idea and Ms. Lizzy took me out of my high chair. She took me back to the bathroom and wiped my hands and face. She then led me back to the nursery with a camera. All of the babies were being held on the laps of a helper. I followed Ms. Lizzy to her seat, but she sent me away because if she had a baby it would look like she had a favorite. Instead, I was sent to the girl that had helped me earlier. Since all of the helpers were sitting Indian style, I had to sit in her lap. I did as instructed,trying my best not to squish her. I had to lean slightly to the left, so her face would be visible; however, the photographer made it happen. I heard somebody tell us to hold on because parents wanted a picture. I saw Tara, Em, Hannah, and Mommy all taking pictures with their phone.

After the spectacle was over, Em came over and picked me up. She took me back to the car and fastened me back into the carseat. We then headed back to the dorm. We entered our room and Em opened a packet that she had been carrying. She revealed that the contents were my pictures from yesterday. The picture quality was great, but it was too great. You could clearly see that I was an adult wearing diapers and baby clothes. Em pin probably 40 photos to a tack board and then hung that on our wall. She then posted many in picture frames and put the rest in the scrap book. She handed Hannah the two that she ordered, one of me with the blocks and teddy bear and another of me wearing a white onesie with my name in polka dots, rainbow striped tights, and a rainbow colored tutu.

She then turned around a large frame, 30 by 40, which I didn't recognize Hannah carrying. It was a photo of me sitting on a pink blanket in perfect focus and Em and Bri posing in the background, unfocused. They were wearing their jeans and a t-shirt, I was wearing a white t-shirt and my diaper. My diaper was clearly visible and due to the size of the painting, could be visible from 100 yards away. Em hung that up right above my diaper dresser. I thought the two photos of me with Disney characters was bad, pictures of me and my diapered bottom now plastered our room. I also noticed aa picture frame a little smaller that the 30 by 40 hanging next to my door. It was the photo of me and all of my friends posing with my potty chart.

In my state of awe, I was picked up by Em and carried door to door, passing out the pictures that my other friends had order. After that was done, we wento to Hannah and Gabby's room. I spent the rest of my night in just my diaper over there. We watched movies and ate sandwiches. 7oclock came around and I had not had an accident yet.

I was carried back to my room, wearing only my diaper. I was then changed into a thicker diaper and placed into my pajamas. Tonight I was wearing my Jasmine jammies, they were purple microfiber pants with blue, purple, pink, and white stars and a purple and blue long sleeve shirt with Jasmine on the front.

I was picked up and set down in my crib and given a bottle. My crib was then lowered. I had made it through the day without an accident, so I was able to wear undies tomorrow. However, I had to go so my night time streak would just have to start tomorrow. I relieved myself and began to drink my bottle. Mesmorized by the mobile and its music, I nodded off to sleep.