Spring Roundup

Well, it’s definitely been a month or so of big changes for me! At the end of March, I ran out of pull-ups and transitioned straight to panties at night, managing to stay nighttime dry for almost two weeks straight before being put back I nighttime diapers as I started peeing in my bed every night. Knowing that I’d be put in diapers every night, I started to hold my poopoo until my evening diaper went on, which mom and dad weren’t very happy about – I’ve finally stopped, but it took a lot of jellybeans to persuade me that it was worth it!

I had my birthday on Apr. 12 – happened to land on a Saturday that dad was home, so we combined my party with Movie Night and watched Star Wars, ate homemade pizza (mom makes the best pizza!), cake and ice cream, opened presents – play make-up and jewelry, a new dress, a new night gown, and a new doll, who I’ve named Sleeping Duty, and admired my Mylar princess balloon. Unfortunately, while we were on a walk with dad the next day, I lost my balloon and came home crying to mom that “my balloon got lost and went into outer space.” Mom and dad had pity on me and I got a new one for me the next day – oh, the perks of being the only girl!

Speaking of being the only girl – I’m much more aware of my appearance than the boys ever were. I love wearing pretty dresses, having my hair down, my fingernails painted, getting into mom’s makeup. My awareness of appearance goes beyond clothing or jewelry though, as dad found out one morning when I woke him up one morning to ask him, “Daddy, do you have boobies?” He said no, he didn’t, and, you know, thinking back, it seems he was out the door to work faster than usual that morning… do you think it was it something I said?

There’s good reason for all my preening, though – for one thing, I have to look good when I dance – so far I have two signature dances – this one bum-spanking dance I made up for celebrating the coming of the new year, and a twirling aisle dance I made up for closing hymn at church. Not to mention Adrian, a tall, dark and handsome high-school boy I declared my love for the other day (declared to mom, not to him) after he canvassed our door during dinner a few days ago. Gotta look good for him, too!

On the other hand, there’s part of me who wishes I could be like the boys – like being able to pee outside on the ground when camping. When we went camping a couple of weeks ago, I tried… but it wasn’t quite as successful as I would have liked. Mom says she’ll teach me someday, but not now. Ah well, camping was fun anyways – the fire, the marshmallows, the tent, the wading in the lake. I didn’t get my own sleeping bag at night, but I didn’t mind – I just shared mom’s with her all night (lucky her)!