“You forgot…didn’t you, pickle?” She suggested, as she pulled the thing down. I nodded, so embarrassed, and so annoyed, because I had not even noticed that I was wet. “It’s okay…you were having fun and you lost track of time…but if you want to avoid being changed at school or having public accidents, you need to remember to go, even when you don’t think you really need to?”
“Sorry, Mummy.” I sighed, chewing my bottom lip.
“Darling…I don’t mind…I know it’s not your fault…but I know you hate it…so, we have to get into the habit of going regularly.” She murmured, as she wiped me clean. “I am really glad you were having fun…you seem to be getting on really well with Felicity all of a sudden?”
“She is really nice, Mummy…she was really kind at school…on Tuesday…”