Grant knows a daycare that has regular trips to the museum. It was easy enough to sign up to go to that daycare. Grant leaves his sister’s house. His partner in crime, Thomas, is already waiting in his car. Thomas’ role is usually restricted to being the getaway driver, and this is no different. Thomas will drop Grant off at daycare and pick him up. The rest is up to Grant.
“You excited for daycare?” Thomas teases as he buckles Grant into a car seat. Grant rolls his eyes.
“Shut up.”
“All right, diaper boy.”
“I no in diapy. I in pull-ups.”
“Sorry. Training pants boy,” Thomas says, getting back into the driver’s seat and starting the car. Grant is glad to have worn those training pants, as when they arrive, he’s already wet himself without realizing it. He doesn’t notice; Thomas does. “Want me to change you, son?”
“What?”
“You peed.”
“Oh.” Grant thinks for a moment, then nods. “Change me. Pwease.”
“Fine,” Thomas groans. He changes Grant at the car, then brings him into the daycare. “Hi, I’m here to drop my son off,” he says to the receptionist.
“Sure! What’s his name?”
“Grant.”
“Grant…here he is! Do you have protection for him if he has any accidents?”
“Yep. Right here in his bag.”
“Great! Pick up is at three.”
“Understood.” Thomas smiles at Grant. “Have a good day!” Grant nods. The receptionist leads him away, into a main play area. Grant finds an empty corner and sits down, preparing to wait until they leave for the museum.
However, the carefully thought out plan hits a snag.