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Chapter 3
Chapter 3

I wasn’t able to finish this before i went to bed last night, so I will try to catch you up on yesterday before we go to daycare for today.

I must have went right to sleep, because the next thing I know, megan was rubbing my back telling me that I needed to get up and go to the bathroom so I could go potty. That was when I remembered the dream. I was playing in the daycare, and I really was one of the toddlers. I didn’t have a care in the world. I had to tinkle, but it didnt matter because i had on the pullup diaper and I knew that someone would take care of me so i just let go. I could remember in the dream the warm feeling, and the carefree atitude. Oh my god I thought, my hands went straight to my pullup and... thank goodness, it was just a dream... but i did have to go, so I followed Megan into the bathroom where I was again subjected to having to releave myself on a potty chair and get wiped down there. Strangely, it was gettin less and less wierd for people to see me naked.

When I finshed, Megan walked over with my overalls that had just came from the washer and dryer. I was so glad to get my clothes back. She bent down and told me to step in. Panties??? I said. Megan explained to me, in a way that you would only explain to a two year old, that I was a really good girl for keeping my pullup dry, but I should keep it on just incase I have an accident... and up my overalls went. It is a different kind of feeling to wear a diaper under your clothes. Things are a little tighter, and you have this puffy bottom. I hoped noone would notice, but I guess they didn’t care there... noone said a word.

The next hour went fine... Megan took me to the potty THREE more times, in just one hour. I spent my time on the floor of the preschool room, just playing with the other kids when I looked up to hear Megan telling Angela that I only had one little accident and that she had washed my clothes and put me in a pullup for the rest of the day. I must have turned beat red. Angela scooped me up and told Megan thanks and we were off.

As soon as we got to the car I tried to explain to Angela that it was a spill and I didn’t pee my pants. I was really shocked when she answered that it was ok, accidents happen and I don’t need to make up stories about it... She actually believed that I wet. When we got home I asked her if I could put my panties on and she said that I should just wear the pullup until I get my jimmies on that way I don’t dirty another pair of panties. Then she told me again that it was ok that I had an accident.