"Why are you walking so weird? Can you stop for a second?" Mom asked. Her hand reaching for my bottom, unlikely that she was going to do anything besides checking my pull-up. "Mommy I just used the potty, I'm not wet." She didn't bother to listen to my protests, "ugh, what is that smell?" She muttered as she inquisitively groped my trainers. My heart froze as I suddenly felt something cold and mushy press against me. "Oh my g-" I heard her exclaim before swiftly pulling down my pants. "Kaitlyn!" She yelled as she witnessed the unmistakable buldge in my previously snug and dry pull-ups. "These are our just in case pull-ups! You weren't supposed to actually use these. Why didn't you tell me you had to go potty?" She said in a clearly upset voice. I turn around to face her, trying to avoid eye contact. She's not as mad as I expected, more frustrated and dissapointed. "Baby, that's not what these pull-ups are for. These are too catch your dribbles when your done tinkling and when you can't make it to the potty in time. If you're going to have accidents you need to be in diapers." I have to try not to cry, I don't want to give her another reason too put me in those stupid sesame street diapers. A long sigh escapes her lips. "I'm sorry for yelling at you honey. Let's go upstairs and get you changed into something more..." she paused, looking for the right words. "Age appropriate."
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