As much as Thomas wanted to be a little baby boy, he decided to work his way into it and not overwhelm Sarah. He may be a baby in a wet diaper, but he still cared about her.
Toddling into the other room, Sarah immediately knew what happened. Between the smell of stale urine and the fact that Thomas had been dry when we came home, there weren't that many other reasons he would've been in there. But she also knew Thomas was still getting used to this and wanted to be teased as much as possible, so her thoughts were not brought up.
"Hey, baby boy! In here so soon? What's up?" She asked, making him work for this change. He blushed and started murmuring. She clearly heard him talk abour needing help, but he doesn't need to know that. "I'm sorry, sweetheart, I didn't hear you."
Thomas's blush got deeper. "I need help."
"Ok, baby! What do you want?"
His blush had started to fade but returned with full force, as he told her "I need a new diapie."
Sarah grinned. "Ok, honey. What did you do? Did you make a pee pee? Or another poopie? Or even a little of both?" She was going to make this embarassing for him as he could.
"I made a tinkle." Thomas said quietly.
"Oh good boy. Come here, I want to check first to make sure you didn't go boom boom and were to little to realise." Sarah asked causing him to toddle over. She pulled back his diaper while making comments. "Oh, no poo poo there." "I can't feel anything too messy." "You're right, baby. You're just a very wet baby! Not messy at all!"
"Come on," she went and picked him up, "let's go change a little boys diapie!"
Even though Sarah did all that searching for a mess, Thomas realized something. He did have to poop.