At first when you see me in the hall at your office you smile and think what a wonderful surprise. Then you notice the rather large bag on my shoulder, and your thoughts start to race. Noooo, she wouldn’t…she couldn’t….and you play back the conversation/argument from the night before. How it ended with what you thought was just an empty threat – and yet… here I was, with what you can only assume is a full diaper bag, ready to follow through on my threat; neigh, my promise, to put you in a thick, crinkly diaper like the big baby that you were being. A promise that you know that I am now going to keep – for you know that I will make a humiliating scene involving said diapers if you try and stop me. I give you an “I told you†smile, and you put your head down in defeat as you lead me to your office.
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Don’t argue with Mommy Gina – or you may find yourself at the receiving end of my diaper humiliation, diaper punishment, or both.
