This Hurts Me More Than It Hurts You

I was waking you up for school…I wake you up for school every morning. Today, you were soaking wet and pissy when I woke you up. I told you if you did that again, there would be consequences. Well, I am a woman of my word. So, I took the scissors and cut all your pissy clothes off of you. Then, I made you get into a diaper while you were crying and sniffling. I put plastic pants on over your diaper and that was it.  I started laughing as soon as you stood up and ran to your room. You looked just like the big baby that you are. 

I wanted everyone to see your diaper and plastic pants. I have an aunt that owns a daycare. I think its time to visit her. I make you get in the car with your bright pink plastic pants on. We get out of the car at her daycare and Aunt Sammy is waiting out front. She grabs you by your ear and pulls you inside where there is a big play pen in the middle of the toddler room. Everyone will see you as soon as parents walk in the daycare to pick up their kids. Its perfect. You are still sniffling and crying as she forces a pacifier into your mouth to shut you up. All the kids are starting to point and laugh. That will teach you to wet the bed every morning.

Rachel

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