Laura and Kaitlin are awoken by the sound of a voice.
“Good morning, little ones.” Kaitlin sits up in her sleeping bag and Laura sits up in Dustin’s crib as Linda walks into the nursery. She beams at them. “I already took care of Dustin, so now I can take care of you girls!” Linda walks over to the crib and lifts Laura up. “It’s so nice to have two sweet girls to watch over. I love my boys, but I wish I’d had a daughter instead of two sons.” Linda squeezes Laura’s diaper. “Someone needs a change.”
“Me pee,” Laura mumbles. Linda smiles.
“You sure did!” She carries Laura over to the changing table, where she takes off Laura’s onesie and quickly and efficiently changes her diaper. Laura squirms slightly at the coldness as she is wiped clean. While Laura is changed, Kaitlin gets out of her sleeping bag. To her shock, the front of her pajama pants is wet. Before she can hide the embarrassing accident, Linda finishes changing Laura and turns around.
“Oh, sweetie, did you pee?” Linda asks kindly. Kaitlin nods, ashamed. “Don’t worry, this happens, even to big kids. My oldest, Calvin, he still wets the bed.” Linda winks at Kaitlin. “But don’t tell him I told you that.”
“Thorry,” Kaitlin mumbles. Linda sets Laura on the ground.
“No need. Give me a sec, I’ll be right back with some clothes for you.” Linda leaves the nursery. Laura grins at Kaitlin.
“You pee too!” she teases. Kaitlin crosses her arms.
“I wath athleep! It doethn’t count! You pee and poop yourthelf when you’re awake!” she retorts. Laura merely continues to grin cheekily at her. Linda returns with some clothes. She hands them over to Kaitlin. A pair of boy’s training pants is on top. Kaitlin looks askance at Linda.
“Sorry, but I don’t have any pretty girl clothes for you.”
“I don’t need pullupth.”
“This is just in case. If you make it through the day without an accident, I’ll only have you wear them at night, okay?” Linda says. Kaitlin reluctantly nods in agreement. “You’re a big girl, so you can get dressed on your own. I’ll bring Laura down for breakfast. Make sure that you wipe yourself clean before you put on the training pants.” Kaitlin nods again. Linda picks Laura up and carries her outside of the room.
When Kaitlin goes to the kitchen in some of Calvin’s old clothes, the original owner of her attire is nowhere to be seen. Linda is in the middle of breastfeeding Dustin and Laura is in a highchair being spoonfed baby food by Tim.
“Where’th Calvin?” Kaitlin asks.
“The bus picked him up for kindergarten,” Tim replies. He frowns at Kaitlin. “You’re not supposed to be at school too, are you?”
“No, not in thkool yet,” Kaitlin says quickly.
“Okay, good. We don’t want any truants on our hands. There’s some pancakes on the counter. Go ahead and help yourself.” Kaitlin grabs a plate of pancakes and sits at the table. As she eats her breakfast, she tries to think of how to get herself and Laura out of here. She won’t be able to think of a plan, however, unless she knows what Linda and Tim have in store for them.
“After breakfath, what are we doing?” she asks.