Chapter Seven
“I don’t want to wear a diaper! I’m a big boy.”
Brandon was arguing with her as she tried to get him into a pull-up diaper. All his underwear was in the washer, and there he was, yanking on a dirty pair of blue pajama bottoms and going commando. She still needed to get him down for a nap, even though he also argued he didn’t need one. She could hear the phone ringing from the other room, and she thought her mom answered.
“Brandon, you just need to wear this until the washer finishes and I get your clothes into the dryer. Then you can take it off. You wet the bed again last night, so I have to wash everything…”
There was a tap on the open bedroom door, which had her looking up from where she squatted in front of her stubborn two-year-old little boy, who argued about everyt
