"Potty Training doesn't exist"
You felt no change. You waddle out into the hallway, and head towards the bathroom. You open the door. Inside, instead of a toilet, is a big changing table, a bunch of diapers, and a diaper disposal. You decide to make everyone more babyish. You write in "Baby clothes are normal for all ages," "All beds are cribs," and "Everyone uses a pacifier or sucks their thumb for comfort." You look in your parents' bedroom. You see onesies folded where shirts and pants were before, and there's a king size crib in the middle of the room. You walk downstairs, and see your mom sucking on a pacifier and wearing just a onesie and a diaper. Your dad comes in from outside in a denim romper, sucking his thumb.