The Burn Barrel-Disposal Day (Complete)

The Burn Barrel-Disposal Day

 Inspired by SimpleSurvival27 on flickr.

illustrations located at: Intelligente Persona-Flickr

Year: 2007

Day: Friday June 22.

Hunter, Christian and their mother Angelica were busy in the living room of their four-bedroom home in a quiet and rural area on the plains. Angelica had been a single mother for the first time in her life with two disabled children. She worked from home as a consultant. She got paid a lot of money each day as she completed all of her work. Angelica was a half Hispanic and half Anglo-Saxon.

The twin's father was a flush Indian-Italian that Angelica had had a one-night stand with and became pregnant. The father didn't wish to be in their lives but Angelica had legally got the man to pay her child support. Hunter and Christian's father had given Angelica a yearly payment for the two boys on their birthday each year. She used that large sum of money to care for the boys and buy all of their diapers both cloth and disposable (Angelica mostly used pre-fold cloth diapers and plastic pants on the twins and occasionally disposables when they were out and about), special clothing, and strollers. Angelica was a socialite type of woman. She was successful, she was socially popular, and very, very intelligent.

Angelica had a lot of female and male friends. Powerful male and female friends that were in parts of every level of government and corporations possible. From federal, state, county and city. Angelica used to be a "Madam" in her youth. She had Senators, Congressman, police officers, Sheriff deputies, Prison wardens, a few CIA agents that worked at a desk at the CIA, county commissioners, and a few men a couple women that worked at city hall as "Clients" at one time or another. One morning, as usual, Hunter and Christian's mother was preparing the two twins to go to daycare when mother got a phone call on her cell phone. Mother had just completed Hunter's diaper change and had not even dressed him yet.

Angelica: Hi boss, I am just getting my two twins ready for daycare. Uh huh...Sure...when? (Looking at watch) I will be there as soon as I drop the twins off at daycare....

(Hanging up cell phone) Well boys, your mommy has a full day ahead of her. I have to get you all ready to go to daycare. I am sure Misses Newell will take VERY good care of you....

Angelica puts Hunter into a pair of bibs overalls and then puts socks and shoes on him then she goes over to Christian and changes his diaper. Then she puts a pair of plastic lined cargo shorts on Christian and a bright striped t-shirt on him and then socks and matching shoes that Hunter is wearing.

She then puts both diaper bags over her shoulder and then takes both twins' hands and then walks out through the front door, closing and thus locking the door. She goes to the garage and puts the two twins into their seats and buckles their seatbelts before getting into the driver's seat and starting the car. She backs out of the garage and heads to Misses Newell's house. The 20 minute drive seemed longer than usual because of all of the unusual amount of traffic. Once they arrived, she parked the car, got the two boys out and then brought them both to the front door. Angelica knocked at Misses Newell's door. A few minutes later, Misses Newell opened the door and smiled as she greeted all three, motioning for them to enter. As they entered the house, she closed the front door and then followed them all into the living room.

Misses Newell: Good morning sweeties, I hope you both are ready to have some fun today.

Angelica: (To Misses Newell) I can't stay long, I have to get to work then I have to meet clients after work so hate to drop and run but I have to go or I will be late for work.

Bye boys.....

Angelica leaves and goes to work. This is the last time both Hunter and Christian will see their mother.

It was the month of May; it was just getting to be nice and mild out. Daniel and Misses Newell had adopted Hunter and Christian 7 years ago with all of their disabilities. Daniel had changed jobs and they now had five kids in diapers and pull-ups.

Misses Newell worked at home as a home daycare provider while Daniel worked as a trash man.

Daniel and misses Newell were worrying about how to afford all of the diapers that Hunter and Christian would need as well as their two kids.

While talking lying in bed one night, Misses Newell and Daniel began to discuss the twins' fate.

Hunter is a 10 year old boy that had been adopted with his twin brother who both had disabilities by both Daniel Newell and misses Newell. Hunter's twin brother and Hunter both wear diapers 24/7 because they have severe nerve damage that causes lack of control. They both can walk and talk well.

Seven years ago, Hunter's twin and Hunter had been left at Misses Newell’s home daycare. When Hunter was 3 years old, his mother went out to a party. At some point, Hunter and Christian's mother, the last of their entire family, had been killed in a very fiery car crash due to her being drunk.

Misses Newell had learned of the crash the morning after, when she turned the TV on and the newscaster was talking about a car that had crashed overnight and had burned upon impact.

Misses Newell used the DVR to record the segment so that she could show it to the twins.

Once she woke the twins up that morning and got their diapers changed, she brought them to the TV to show them the footage. Mommy Newell and the two twins all cried hard. Then once they were done crying, Christian and Hunter didn't want to get out of bed or eat much...just drink for a week. Once Christian and Hunter got out of the grief of the loss of their mother, Misses Newell and Daniel Newell came in one evening holding a bunch of papers. They told Christian and Hunter that they felt so bad that we had lost their mother, so Misses Newell and Daniel had officially adopted them, at least until they could find another family to take them. The Newells knew that Christian and Hunter had major disabilities and that they were never going to get potty trained. Their mother had asked that cloth diapers get used on them but misses Newell had said that she doesn't like them but she’d be happy to use disposables on them while the two twins were there. Their mother had agreed but now that she had died, all of their things were brought over there and the cloth diapers. Plastic pants were included in with the cloth diapers since that is what they was used to wearing when their mommy used them on the two twins to be “greener” and more environmentally friendly.
Christian and Hunter were excited that they were going to be able to stay there with Daniel and misses Newell. Over the course of the next year, The Newells tried desperately to set the two twins back up for adoption. Six different families came to see the twins yet, they didn’t seem to be interested in two 4 year olds that were disabled and not potty trained.

Later on, a lawyer calls up and informs the Newells that due to a mechanical failure in the two twins' mom's car that caused their mother to die, and now there is a settlement of $100,000 for each of them to allow for the expenses of taking care of them but that the funds would be given out in $1,000 a month amounts via two separate debit cards for each twin. If more was needed, the financial overseers would move funds over to the pre-paid debit cards. Now that each of their funds has been nearly spent and the funds are low, Daniel brought up to misses Newell that they needed to consider some way to dispose of Hunter and Christian in some way. Daniel was the one that suggested that they should do to them what they do to the dirty diapers. Misses Newell became hysterical at the idea! As Daniel explained and described how it would be better for the two of them to be done this way, and that they had no other choice, misses Newell began to “warm up” to the idea.

Daniel and misses Newell both agreed that it would be best if both were disposed of separately and when their diapers were wet and or dirty. The last month had been spent going out and doing things like going to parks, museums. During the weekdays, misses Newell was busy taking care of other people’s infants and toddlers in her in-home daycare as well as taking care of Hunter, Christian and her other three natural-born kids. Daniel was always at work early in the morning and back at home by 5:30 pm weekdays with most weekends off. Every two days, either Daniel or misses Newell were also burning a large load of diapers in their burn barrel. One evening, Daniel came home and wondered how many more days until the first twin was being disposed of. Misses Newell told him that she would make sure that he went into either the wet diaper trash can outside or the daycare trash can after lunch tomorrow and he would be there until he decided it was time to do a load in their burn barrel. Daniel agreed to that and said that he would burn a load probably by Saturday night. The Newells, Hunter and his twin were put to bed the night before and were about to get the news of their lives the next morning. The next morning, the morning Hunter was being put into the wet diaper pail outside in the backyard along with a whole full trash can full of his adopted sister’s and brother’s diapers. Misses Newell came in get Hunter out of his crib.  As she was undressing Hunter to change his wet diaper, she began to talk to him in baby talk like she does to the other kids, mommy Newell began telling him that they can't take care of him anymore.

Mommy Newell: (To Hunter) It’s getting too expensive. I wish it didn't have to be this way but we kind of had no choice! Nobody would take you. We tried to get you another family but it didn't work out that way.

Hunter: Mommy! PLEASE!!! Don't throw me away!!!

Mommy Newell: Honey, we have no choice! It’s getting too expensive to buy special diapers and supplies when we already have to buy diapers and pull ups for the babies.

Hunter: Daddy! Do I HAVE to be thrown away???

Daddy Newell: I'm sorry son but we just can't take care of you anymore especially with the new baby

Hunter: Daddy, mommy told me that I was being disposed of...is that true?

Daddy Newell: Yes son! I'm sorry. We decided on it last night. Your mother was hysterical

Hunter: When are you going to do it?

Daddy Newell: Mommy and I haven't decided yet she's still torn up about this.

Hunter: Mommy, Will I get my diaper changed before I am thrown away????

Mommy Newell: Mommy will change you baby.

Hunter: I am scared!!! What do you do with all of my diapers when you throw them away?

Mommy Newell: (With tears in her eyes) Mommy knows your scared sweetie and I wish we didn't have to do this

Hunter: Can I have my onesie taken off before I am thrown away? It's got a big wet spot in the back. Are you going to throw away all of my onesies and footies too?

Mommy Newell: (Still tearing up) Yes sweetie, mommy will and we won't have any use for them anymore so yes they are trash too. Yes sweetie you may wear whatever you want or don’t wear what you want.

Hunter: When are you going to take me for disposal? What time are you going to do this?

Mommy Newell: After lunch sweetie mommy doesn't want to have to do this (reassuring her boy)

Hunter: (shaking a little in fear) I don't want to be thrown away mommy! PLEASE don't!

Mommy Newell: (Crying) I don't want to throw you away sweetie but we have no choice!

Hunter: Are you going to put me into the wet diaper trash can outside????

Mommy Newell: Yes

Hunter: What about all of my Huggies size six, Luvs size six, My Pampers size six and Parent's Choice diapers that are left over?

Mommy Newell: I will try and use them up on you even if it have to change you after you pee a little bit in the diaper.

Hunter: What about my cloth diapers? Mommy, I have all of my cloth diapers still, the ones I came to you with. What about using them inside my disposable diapers for more absorbency?

Mommy Newell: We are going to burn them sweetie, in a big barrel out back

Hunter: Are you going to burn all of my diapers too? My clothes too?

Mommy Newell: I'm gonna burn all of your wet and poopy diapers sweetie, your clothes, I don’t know yet.

Hunter: Can I go outside and see how you are going to...burn...all of my diapers and me?

Mommy Newell: Yes, we can do that as soon as I am done changing your diaper sweetie.

Hunter: I'm thirsty mommy....may I get something to drink? Here mommy...my bottle, May I have some milk mommy?

Misses Newell fills Hunter's bottle with chocolate milk.

Hunter: OH thank you mommy.

Hunter drinks it slowly.

Mommy Newell: That's a good boy.

Hunter goes and sits down on one of the plastic chairs. As Hunter sits down, his bulging diaper begins to leak some, forming a small puddle in the seat.

Mommy Newell: Did you make a mess sweetie?

Hunter: Mommy! Yes, I think I am wet mommy!

Mommy Newell: Honey? Get me one of his favorite diapers with Elmo on them for me please and the wipes, thank….you.

Once mommy Newell gets Hunter's diaper and the wipes, she lays Hunter on the floor then unsnaps Hunter's onesie. As Mommy begins to unsnap Hunter's onesie, Hunter takes a large sip of chocolate milk.

Mommy Newell Starts to untape Hunter's diaper then stops.

Mommy Newell: Why did you leak sweetie?

Mommy unfastens the tapes of Hunter's diaper and lays it open flat with the soaking wet cloth diapers lying inside front and back.
Mommy then uses the wipes to clean Hunter. Mommy puts the used wipes into his diapers then when she is done wiping Hunter; she lifts Hunter's bottom, slides the diapers out from under him then just folds the disposable diaper over with the two wet cloth diapers still inside and the used wipes.

Then she puts the wet diapers onto Hunter's chest while she opens the clean Huggies overnite diaper, puts in two thick booster pads/diaper doublers then lays the diaper down, then slides it under his butt.
Then mommy puts a lot of baby powder into the diaper and onto Hunter shaking about half the bottle onto Hunter before she pulls the front of the diaper up, holding the diaper by the front wings as she lowers the front of the diaper down onto him.

Then she reaches to Hunter's left side and unfastens the tape from its resting place and pulls it over to the front taping panel then she does the same thing to the right tape.
Hunter is still holding onto his baby brother's folded over poopie diaper as well in his right hand and Hunter's wet Pampers diaper with the four cloth diapers inside is folded over and sitting on his chest.

Hunter: I forgot to tell mommy I was wet. I was too scared of being thrown away. I love how nice and comfy soft my diapers are mommy! Even when they are wet. I also just wanted to feel the squishy wetness of my diapers a bit longer before I told you I was wet. I hoped I wouldn't leak

Mommy Newell: It's ok sweetie. Why you scared hun? It's ok sweetie it happens

Hunter: Where do all of the diapers go?

Mommy Newell: We burn them sweetie

Hunter: Are you going to burn ME?

Mommy Newell: Yes sweetie, in a big barrel out back with all your wet and poopy diapers. We don't have a choice.

Hunter: Why is Daddy taking all of my left-over, clean blue disposable diapers out of the closet??? I didn't get to use all of them yet mommy. Where is he taking them????

Mommy Newell: He's gonna put them in the pantry so we can use them like rags for spills and messes.

Hunter: What time is it now mommy? Is it close to the time you are going to dispose of me? How long before you throw me away?

Mommy Newell: No sweetie it's only 9 am

Hunter: OK....Why is Daddy outside chopping all of that wood?

Mommy Newell: We use that to keep the diapers burning longer so that they burn all the way down.

Hunter: Are you going to use wood like that on me mommy?

Mommy Newell: Yes sweetie.

Hunter: Are you going to show me how you are going to throw me away?

Mommy Newell: What do you mean sweetie?

Hunter: Can I go outside and see how you are going to...burn...all of my diapers and me? I want to know before you do it mommy

Hunter: Do wet diapers burn well mommy?

I sit up from where mommy had changed me and look up at mommy.

Mommy Newell: Yes sweetie we can. Mommy has some really nasty diapers from your brother that I can show you with.

Mommy Newell folds Hunter's bulging and soaking wet Pampers diaper over without rolling it up.

Mommy hands him his folded, wet disposable diaper then she takes him by his left hand and walks outside with him.

Hunter: Mommy? Will I be asleep when you do this??? Can I be asleep when you throw me away.

Mommy Newell Hands the soaked Pampers to Hunter. Hunter takes his rolled up Pampers and carries it in his right hand while he holds Mommy's right hand in his left.

Mommy Newell: Which do you prefer sweetie?

Mommy Newell leads Hunter out onto the back porch.

Hunter: Mommy...I don't know....I leave it up to you and daddy.....but if I get to choose, I want to be awake so I can see what is happening until you are done loading the barrel.

Mommy Newell: Are you sure sweetie bends over and grabs the plastic Wal-Mart grocery bag with 6 dirty pampers in it.

Hunter: Yes mommy. I am sure.

As mommy Newell and Hunter walk outside to the back porch, Hunter sees Daddy Daniel chopping wood and carrying it over to a large blackened burn barrel with some ashes in the bottom. Daddy Daniel is stacking some of the smaller pieces of wood next to the large barrel.

Hunter: If you want me to be asleep though...then what can I do about it?

 Swinging the bag of poopy diapers around in a circle as she walks,

Mommy Newell carries the Wal-Mart bag with all of the dirty Pampers over near the barrel.

Mommy Newell begins watching her husband as he gets all of the twigs, and small logs loaded into the burn barrel.

Hunter: What is that big black thing for??? Is this where you do my dirty diapers???

Mommy Newell: This is where we burn our trash sweetie

Hunter: OH.....Do you dry them out first?

Mommy Newell: In the summer I just put the diapers in there and put the lid on and the sun beats down on the barrel and dries them out.

Hunter: Are you going to do that to me mommy?

Mommy Newell: You don't need to dry out sweetie you’re not wet like diapers are.

Hunter: Mommy! Why is Daddy bringing out that large green trash can? Doesn't it have all of my nice, comfy cloth diapers and plastic pants in it?

Mommy Newell: Yes sweetie I'm going to burn them.

Hunter: Can't I get to wear any of them first? You could put them on me then just throw them away with my diapers mommy.

Mommy Newell: Sweetie, mommy despises cloth diapers!!!! They are gross, which is why we never used them!!!

Hunter: OH.....OK....Do you put anything on the diapers to make them burn better mommy?

Mommy Newell: Yes, I use diesel fuel sweetie..

Hunter: So that is what those large cans are for near my diapers?

Mommy Newell: Near the can with your cloth diapers yes and it doesn't take a lot like it did when we used to use gas. It burns extremely hot for hours!

Then Daniel takes the bag from his wife and puts it down slightly away from the barrel, and then he opens the bag, dumps the diapers into the barrel on top of the logs and sticks. Then, once the top part of the barrel is full of diapers, he takes the little red can full of diesel fuel and he pours some onto the diapers and the logs and sticks. Then Daniel takes a piece of old newspaper and lays it on top of the diapers. He takes out his trusty lighter, and then lights the newspaper. Once the flame dances and moves steadily along the paper, it finally hits the diesel fuel and POOF!!! With a small eruption, the diesel fuel catches and the heat that comes from the barrel is VERY, VERY hot!!!!

Daddy Daniel: Stand back son…That is so hot it could catch your diapers on fire!!! That-a-boy….

Hunter: So…This is what is going to happen to me Daddy?

Daddy Daniel: Yes son! I will be burning you and all of your diapers! Wish it didn’t have to be this way…

Mommy Newell: Come on let’s go back into the house now.

Mommy Takes hunter’s left hand in her right and then takes Hunter back inside. Daddy Daniel follows and then heads directly into both Hunter’s and Christian’s bedroom so he can remove Hunter’s sheets and pillows from his crib. Mommy Newell leads Hunter back into the bedroom so she can get a diaper and some wipes from where they keep the diapers. Mommy takes four diapers out and some baby powder and the wipes then puts it into a diaper bag so that she can carry it all into the living room.

Hunter: How come Daddy is taking all of my crib sheets off my bed mommy? Where is he taking them?

Mommy Newell: He's taking them to be donated. 

Hunter: What's that mommy?

Mommy Newell: He's giving your sheets to someone that can use them sweetie.

Hunter: Daddy just accidently ripped the sheets that were covering my bed!

Mommy Newell: Well then they are garbage then.

Daddy Newell takes the torn sheets and brings them over to the trash can that has all of the wet and messy diapers in it and then he stuffs the sheets into the can on top of the diapers.

Daddy Daniel: Honey, I think I am just going to burn all of his clothing at the same time that we do him and his diapers…what do you think?

Mommy Newell: I think that is fine. No one will want them anyhow.

Hunter: NO MOMMY!!! Don’t burn my clothes!!!! PLEASE!!!!

Mommy Newell: Mommy and Daddy are going to burn them! Nobody has use for them anymore!

Mommy takes Hunter and his twin along with their other two kids out to the living room.

Mommy gets everyone to sit down either on the floor or in a plastic chair.

Hunter: How much more time do I have left mommy?

Mommy Newell: Only a couple of hours

Hunter: Will it matter if my diaper is wet or not when it is time for me to be thrown away?

Mommy Newell: No it won't.

Suddenly, Hunter soaks his Pampers diaper with the four cloth diapers stuffed inside making his Pampers look really bulky.

Mommy Newell: What did you just do sweetie?

Hunter: UM...I soaked my diapers mommy!!!!

Mommy Newell: Your cloth ones are ruined now!

A few drips start to run out of the left leg elastics near the back of Hunter's diaper between the center and the back.

Hunter: What am I going to do mommy???? They are all...wet and squishy!!!!

The drips start to soak the center crotch part of Hunter's onesie. Hunter takes mommy Newell's hand starts walking back to the house.

Hunter: Mommy! Where are you taking me????

Mommy Newell: To get changed.

As both of them walk, Hunter trips over an uneven part of the cement and falls. As Hunter falls, the right side of his onesie snags on a corner of a table nearby and rips badly.

Hunter: Ouch mommy! OHHH! MAN!!! My onesie!!!! It's RIPPED!!!!

Hunter starts to get up and the rips gets larger, down the side right to the buttons in his crotch.

Mommy Newell: Your onesie is ruined

Hunter: MOMMY! NOOOO! What are you going to do with it now????

Mommy Newell Starts walking back outside.

Hunter: MOMMY!!!! Where are you taking me???? I thought you were going to take me to get changed???

Mommy Newell: Oh....sorry sweetie of course.

Hunter: Mommy? Where were you going to take me a second ago????

Mommy starts walking back inside.

Mommy Newell: To get rid of the onesie. Come on, let’s go back into the house now.

Let's go get you changed sweetie.

Hunter lets mommy take him inside where she goes to the diapers, gets one out and then grabs the wipes and brings them to where she is going to change him. Mommy Takes hunter’s left hand in her right and then takes hunter back inside. Daddy Daniel follows and then heads directly into both Hunter’s and Christian’s bedroom so he can remove Hunter’s sheets and pillows from his crib. Mommy Newell leads hunter back into the bedroom so she can get a diaper and some wipes from where they keep the diapers. Mommy takes four diapers out and some baby powder and the wipes then puts it into a diaper bag so that she can carry it all into the living room.

Mommy Newell: Do you want to wear a Huggies sweetie?

Hunter: Sure mommy....My Huggies overnites diapers??? Can you put two booster pads in them for me too please??? You know how I like my diapers nice, thick and soft....

Mommy Newell grabs a Huggies Overnites diaper.

Hunter: What are you going to do with my HUGGIES, my LUVS, My Pampers and my Parent's Choice diapers that are left over??? Are they going to be thrown away too?

Mommy Newell: No we will use them

Hunter: There are four tall trash cans outside mommy, are they all full of wet and messy diapers mommy?

Mommy Newell: PU!! Sweetie? Is that you that's stinky or is it your brother?

Hunter: My brother...My twin brother!!! Is he being thrown away too mommy?

Mommy Newell: Is it your baby brother?

Hunter: Yes mommy...I no poopie yet mommy

Mommy Newell: Hold on a sec sweetie...

Mommy Newell grabs baby brother.

Hunter: How long until I get thrown away mommy?

Mommy Newell: Another hour or so.

Mommy takes Hunter and his twin along with their other two kids out to the living room then gets everyone to sit down either on the floor or in a plastic chair. Mommy Newell then turns the TV on and selects a channel with some cartoons on. Then she gets everyone bottles of milk or juice and then lets everyone sit and watch. While Hunter drinks his bottle of whole white milk, watching cartoons, he wets his diaper very, very much! The diaper begins to bulging and soon begins to leak. Mommy goes into the kitchen to make supper.

Christian: What are you making for us mommy?

Mommy Newell: Baked chicken, veggies, Mac-n-cheese and peaches.

Hunter: Mommy? I'm not that hungry. Can I just get a couple of bottles of milk?

Christian: Can you please pick me up mommy, I can't walk remember? My brother can crawl though. I can't. can you pick me up and put me into the highchair please, from my stroller?

Mommy Newell: Yes sweetie

Hunter: Hey Mommy? Is it true, that after I am done with my bottles, you are taking me outside and putting me into the wet diaper trash can or am I going into one of the trash cans in here?

Mommy Newell: You're going in the poopy diaper trash can!

Hunter: But WHY mommy? Can I go into the daycare one or the wet diaper can???

Mommy Newell: Yes you can go in the daycare trash can but there's poopy diapers in there too

Hunter: Does the poopy diaper pail get disposed of sooner than the wet ones do?? Will there be more diapers being tossed in on top of me?

Mommy Newell: Yes sweetie, because it smells way worse!!!!

Hunter: Then how long will I be in the trash can with those smelly diapers??? Daddy told me last night, that the trash cans were only half way full, when they got full, that is when the diapers would be burned. Is this true mommy?

Mommy Newell: Till it's full sweetie, Yes, it is true.

Hunter: How long now, until I have to go in one of the cans mommy?

Mommy Newell: After lunch.

Hunter: Mommy! That is in less than a few minutes from now!!! Will it matter if my diaper is wet or not once I am in the can mommy? Will I get diaper changes after I am put into the can?

Mommy Newell: No, it won't matter. Once you are in the trash can, you get no more diaper changes. I'm sorry honey, it has to be this way.

Hunter suddenly wets his diaper, flooding it. His diaper now sags and droops under the weight of the wetness. some of the wetness begins to drip out and onto the floor.

Hunter: Sorry mommy!!!!! I soaked my diaper!!!! I'm SCARED!!!!!

Mommy Newell: It's ok.

Hunter puts his now empty bottle that had white milk down onto the table then Hunter goes over to mommy Newell.

Mommy Newell: It's ok sweetie let's go get you changed

Hunter: OH thank you mommy!!!! Do you have to roll my wet diaper up when you take it off?

Mommy Newell: What do you mean sweetie? Mommy Newell untapes the diaper

Hunter: I mean, since you are just going to throw me away now, why not let me hold onto my unrolled wet diaper so that it and I will go into the trash can together....

Mommy Newell: We can do that sweetie which diaper do you want?

Hunter: I want.....one of my....(takes a look around and sees Luvs, Huggies, Pampers, Parent's Choice, Cuties and Honest Diapers)

Mommy Newell: You just came out of a Huggies sweetie.

Hunter: Then, Mommy, YOU choose what diaper I will wear...just make it with three thick booster pads and lots and lots of powder please.

Mommy Newell: Choose something other than Huggies sweetie.

Hunter: How about....My Pampers Mommy???? I want the Cookie Monster on my diapers mommy

Hunter: Can you put three thick booster pads into my diapers then use lots and lots of baby powder in there?

Mommy Newell: Sure thing sweetie picks thru the Pampers till she finds cookie monster.

Hunter: Will it matter once I am wearing this diaper mommy if I am wet or not one you put me into the trash can outside?

Mommy Newell: You will not get any more diaper changes when you are in there.

Mommy Newell unfastens Hunter's Huggies diaper, then pulls it out from under him setting the folded over wet diaper onto his chest while she opens the Pampers diaper with the cookie monster on it then she inserts two thick booster pads into it then she slides the open diaper underneath Hunter and then uses the rest of the baby powder that was in the bottle, about half of the bottle, in his diaper before she pulls the front of the diaper up snuggly and then she fastens each tape. She then runs her index fingers along both leg elastics to makes sure that they are all facing outwards. Then mommy Newell takes Hunter by his left hand in her right hand and then leads him outside to the porch. She opens the lid to the daycare diaper trash can and then helps Hunter get in. Mommy pushes up on little Hunter's diapered bottom as he struggles to get into the can. Once he is laying down on all of the wet and poopy diapers, she looks down at him and says;

Mommy Newell: It's time to go into the trash.

Hunter: Mommy!!! PLEASE!!! PLEASE don't throw me away!!! It stinks in here!!!! How long will I have to be IN here???? NO!!!! don't close the lid!!!!

Mommy Newell: Sorry sweetie, you are trash now. bye, bye...

Mommy Newell tosses Hunter's Huggies diaper in on top of him then closes the lid before she applies two trash can lid locks that are made of metal. The can gets warm and slightly humid with all of the wet diapers inside. Hunter lays there at first, trying to get used to the nasty smells inside the can. Before Hunter knows it, it has been over 8 hours since he was put into the can. Hunter gets horny and starts to hump the diapers inside the can. Hunter was so busy humping, that he hadn't heard the footsteps coming closer and closer to the can. Suddenly, the sounds of the metal trash can locks coming off were heard by Hunter in the can. Hunter freezes. Mommy Newell opens the lid and finds Hunter laying on his tummy, humping his thick, powdery Pampers diaper that is slightly wet now.

Mommy Newell: What are you doing????

Hunter: UM...sorry Mommy. I was...horny....and the wet squishiness of my diapers made me even worse, so, I am...trying to cum into my diapers...I have been doing this since I was nine and a half. Are you going to dump that entire kitchen trash can full of diapers in here??? Are they all rolled up????

Mommy Newell: Yes, I am and no sweetie their not.

Mommy Newell grabs the kitchen trash can and starts to empty some of the diapers into the can on top of Hunter, packing them down with her hands as they fall out.

Hunter: HEY!!! MOMMY!!!! What are you DOING???? Stop PUSHING down so hard on me!!! What are you trying to do...make more room in here???? UUUUUH! UHHHHHH!

Mommy Newell: Yes sweetie we got a lot of diapers to cram in there!

Hunter's face gets mashed into an open wet diaper that wraps around his head. the cold damp wetness pressing into his nose, cheeks and across his closed lips.

Hunter: Are you going to do that again???? (turning his head so that he can see what mommy is doing.)

Mommy Newell empties the first half of the tall trash can into the trash can Hunter is in dumping a bunch of unrolled, wet diapers that fall onto hunter's back with the wet side facing him and a bunch of unrolled poopy diapers fall down beside his diapered butt. As she finishes dumping the second half, four unrolled, open wet diapers fall onto Hunter's head. Mommy Newell once again Packs the entire load down REALLY hard this time.

Hunter: MOMMY!!!! HEY! UUUUH! UHHHHH! STOP IT!!! You just squished a bunch of wetness and poop all over me now!!!

Mommy Newell Presses the wet open diapers down well around Hunter's head. Mommy Newell then has another tall trash can full of the daycare diapers to put into the trash can that Hunter is in.

Hunter: STOP PRESSING DOWN SO HARD mommy!!! My diaper is starting to burst a little!! It's SOAKED mommy!!!

Mommy Newell drops in Hunter's ripped onesie, plus some of the onesies that were folded and clean as well as Hunter's clean footed sleepers. one of the sleepers has The Lion King printed all over it, another Sleeper has Oscar the grouch printed all over it, and Hunter's t-shirts, dark, blue, white and stained and slightly ripped and with small holes in it, and a couple pair of plastic lined pants with snaps along the inner leg and crotch. She then uses both of her hands to give the diapers a REAL GOOD packing before she gets ready to pour in the last tall kitchen trash can full of diapers and empty diaper packaging.

Hunter: MOMMY!!! Can I get my diaper changed????? My diaper is SOAKED!!!! I have cum into my diaper now too!!! It has been a LONG time now since I was changed last. I have some poop on my legs and my back, and You made my face get pressed into some soaking wet Pampers and Parent's Choice diapers!!!!

Mommy Newell: I don't know sweetie, are you poopy yet?

Hunter: NO Mommy! My diaper is soaking wet!

Mommy Newell: Well I'm not changing you till you poop!!!!

Hunter: I didn't eat much. I wasn't that hungry. I only drank those two bottles before you put me in here.

Hunter: It's Morning already????? So, I have to stay in this smelly can mommy? How long????

mommy pushes down on the dirty diapers hard!

Mommy Newell: Well I told you until you poop one last time. Until then, you get to stay in that wet diaper you have on! Besides, you are in a dirty diaper trash can! It doesn't matter now if you are wet or not.

Hunter: Well, I don't need to yet mommy!!!

Mommy presses down hard on all of the diapers that are around hunter's head. Hunter's head is pressed down into the wet padding of one of his own Pampers with a couple of cloth diapers in it.

Hunter: UUUUUUUUH!!!! STOOOOOOP it MOMMY MMMMMMMMMFH!!!

Mommy Newell starts to empty another trash can full of diapers into the silver aluminum trash can that Hunter is in.

Hunter: MOOOOOMMMMY!!!!!! My diaper is wet!!!!! I have wetness running to my chest......and I have something gooey all over my thighs and something gooey in my hair too!!!! HEY!!! Why do you keep pressing me down so hard into all of these diapers mommy?????? How many MORE diapers will be going in here???? Will you have...to keep packing me down so hard like that mommy?

Mommy stays silent as she empties the diapers into the trash can packing them down nice and tightly. Mommy Newell even made sure to open up some of the wet and messy disposable diapers and put them down facing hunter's skin in the diaper trash can. Then Mommy Newell packed in a few more unrolled wet diapers that she put into the pail with the wet side down all over Hunter's head because there was the most room there. Then mommy put the lid back on and relocked the can's lid. This forced more pressure onto the load of wet and dirty diapers pressing against hunter in the can.  Hunter hears mommy walk back into the house. It starts getting a little warmer and a little warmer with each passing hour in the can underneath all of the wet and dirty diapers. Hunter has now been in the can for over 30 hours now.

Hunter: (Yelling) MOOOOOOOOMY!!!!!!!! When can I get out of here????

Hunter stops to listen. He hears nothing but silence. It is getting warmer and warmer now inside the can underneath all of the tightly packed diapers. Hunter finds that he can't move at all now with all of the really tightly packed diapers packed in around him. Hunter suddenly hears foot steps coming towards the trash can and then the lid opens. He hears mommy and his adopted sister and Christian standing somewhere nearby talking to mommy and asking questions. The can is still only 3/4 of the way full with all of the diapers being VERY tightly packed in. there is still plenty of room for more diapers to go in. Mommy has brought with her two more full diaper trash cans, one being the daycare trash can and the other being the home trash can full of diapers from Hunter's sisters, and brothers. Mommy also has a smaller white can that now has quite a few of his former blue Medicaid diapers that had been used to soak up spills. They aren't rolled up at all. Mommy also brought a large black bag full of Hunter's clothing that nobody wanted. Mostly old onesies, footed and printed sleepers and a bunch of his clothes with snaps in the crotch and plastic lined shorts of different colors. Hunter hears mommy starting to put more diapers into the trash can.

Hunter: STOOOOOOOOOP pushing DOWN so hard!!!! WHO is doing that?????? Is that YOU mommy???? Or is that Daddy????

Mommy presses down harder on the load of diapers in the trash can again.

Hunter: STOOOOOOOOOP pushing DOWN so hard!!!! UUUUUH! UUUUH!  Do you HAVE to keep DOING that???? MOOOOOOOOMY!!!!!!!!! PLEEEEEEEEEASE!!!!!! MOOOOOOOOMY!!!!!!! It STINKS in here!!!!! I smell like the diapers in here now mommy!!!!! I hear you standing there!!!!!

Mommy keeps tossing in more and more diapers, packing the diapers down harder and harder each time so to fit in as many diapers as she can. More rolled up and quite a few unrolled wet and messy diapers are put into the can.

Hunter: MOOOOOOOMY!!!!! It's HOT in here!!!!!! I can't move!!!!! How much longer do I have to stay in here????????

Hunter feels someone putting more diapers around his hips and around his arms and legs. Then he hears the sound of what sounds like some of his onesies and footed sleepers being tucked in and packed in with the diapers in the can. Then more crinkly plastic backed diapers were put into the can then the lid was put back on and locked again. The last thing that Hunter heard that sort of trailed off as the lid was put back on, was:

Mommy Newell: (To Christian) Your father is going to burn all of those diapers in the trash can tomorrow night."

meanwhile..........

outside in the yard......Christian sits on the ground wearing his old white onesie while his kid sister plays with some of her toys. Daniel is gathering up as many small twigs, sticks and kindling that he can find. He stacks it next to the burn barrel where he had also stacked quite a few thick logs. Then, everyone goes inside the house and all is silent again. Hunter hears mind numbing silence inside the can except for the slight rustling of the diapers that are pressed and packed so tightly around him. four more hours go by and Hunter falls asleep. Hunter wets his now soaking wet diaper more. The wetness runs into the front of his diaper and leaks out of the top end of his Pampers diaper with three thick booster pads and lots and lots of baby powder in it. The diapers are so tightly packed around hunter, that he can't move much. He can wiggle a little, but that is it. The pressure of the lid keeping a lot of pressure on all of the diapers keeps causing Hunter not to be able to move much inside the can. four more hours go by and Hunter is fast asleep in the can. Mommy Newell has once again came outside to put a few more diapers into the can. Mommy Newell opens the lid, and puts in seven more diapers from a bathroom sized trash can. Mommy once again packs the diapers down with all of her weight. The diapers press down but now spring back.

Hunter: UUUUUHHHHHHHHHH! UH! HEY! Whoever did that PLEASE!! STOP IT!!!

Mommy Newell can't hear Hunter's muffled complaints from under all of the diapers.

Mommy Newell: Honey? I think we need to burn a load of diapers!!!

Hunter hears in the background

Daddy Daniel: Ok man, I will get the barrel ready.....

Mommy Newell puts the trash can lid back on and it gets hot and sweaty and stinky in the can once more. About half an hour goes by and Hunter is still fast asleep inside the can. Daddy Daniel comes outside and then goes over to the can and then grabs the can by one of the metal handles and then drags the very, heavy can over closer to the burn barrel so that he can start to load the diapers and trash into it. The loud sound of Daniel dragging the can against the cement startled Hunter and suddenly woke him up. Still unable to move under all of the tightly packed diapers, Hunter wonders what is going on outside the can. Hunter hears the can lid open and mommy fishing around, moving the diapers aside.

Hunter: OH Mommy? Is that you????

Mommy moves a bunch of the diapers to the sides and a few fall and settle over Hunter's head as mommy turns Hunter over. Mommy sees all of the poopy diapers that are now sticking to the side of one of Hunter's legs. She is rather grossed out by the smell and she decides not to touch Hunter until she goes into the kitchen to get some yellow latex rubber gloves on. Once she goes and puts them on and then comes back out, she leans down into the can and takes one last look at Hunter's bulging wet Pampers with the cookie monster on it. Then she looks up at Daddy Daniel who is just about ready to start loading the burn barrel with the diapers and Hunter's clothing. 

Mommy Newell: Yep! He's ready. He's all yours honey.

Daddy Daniel Newell starts taking handfuls of the diapers out and he starts tossing them into the burn barrel two, three and sometimes four at a time. Before too long, all but a few of the dirty disposable diapers have been tossed into the burn barrel. As daddy Daniel Newell leans in and starts to pick Hunter up, Hunter starts to protest.

Daddy Daniel Newell: OK son, it's time for disposal, it's burn barrel time!

Hunter: NOOOOO! Daddy! NO! Put me down!!! STOP!!!! HEY! Let GO of me!!!

Daddy Newell sees that Hunter isn't going to be cooperative, so he sets poor dirty, Hunter down onto his feet next to the burn barrel. He then reaches for the baby bottle he had prepared with some very heavy liquid sleeping medicine.

Daddy Daniel Newell: OK son, drink this. It's going to make you relax for us. Once you relax, you won't feel a thing. I am going to put you into the burn barrel now, and then I am going to finish loading all of these diapers in there on top of you! Then, I am going to pour a lot of diesel fuel all over you and the diapers and let them soak for a bit until you fall asleep! Sorry son, but I have to get this done...there is NO other way!!! It's disposal day now, it's time to go into the barrel with the diapers now man!

Daniel Newell picks Hunter up and lays him into the burn barrel on top of the diapers already in the bottom half of the barrel on Hunter's back. then he leans back out and starts taking as many diapers as he can per handful and starts tossing them through the air and into the barrel.

Hunter: (Taking the nipple out of his mouth for a minute) NOOOO! Don't! STOP Daddy!!! I don't wanna go in there!!!! (Hunter is laid onto his back on top of some of the diapers that were on top of him. then Daniel starts to toss more unrolled diapers onto Hunter covering his face, chest and his diapered regions as well as his arms, legs and hands and feet.) Daddy? Can I have some time before you light the diapers and I in this barrel, to have a little.....fun with the diapers????

Daddy Daniel Newell: (Dumping in another couple of handfuls of wet and dirty diapers from the daycare trash can.) Son, You have until Mommy and I are done adding the wood in there to do whatever you want. Once Your mom and I start pouring in the diesel fuel and rubbing it all in to you and getting all of those diapers nice and soaked, it will be time to light the diapers and you on fire...I'm so sorry we have to do this!!!

Hunter starts to turn over the best way he can and then he starts to hump the diapers that are below him as Daniel and misses Newell begin to chop some wood into kindling and then load the kindling into the barrel a few pieces at a time. Hunter begins to climax with a loud scream in pleasure as he cums very heavily into his soaking wet Pampers Cruisers diaper. Sighing in relief.

Hunter begins to drink his bottle again and then he turns over onto his back. JUST as Hunter gets comfortable, he realizes that there is a lot of kindling wood in the barrel now and that both Daniel and Misses Newell were now hovering over the top of the burn barrel about to put in some slightly larger logs. As hunter starts to feel the effects of the fast-acting and long lasting sleeping liquids that had been mixed into his chocolate milk in the bottle, Hunter tries desperately to reach up at both Daniel and Mommy Newell as if to get one last hug. Then Hunter's arms drop to his sides on top of some of his unrolled wet and messy disposable diapers that Daniel had tossed in on top of him. Hunter's bottle fell out of his mouth and to the left of him. Seeing Hunter pass out like that with a very cute expression still on his face...made Mommy Newell start crying hysterically. Daniel had to stop and console his wife.

Daniel: OK, sweetheart, it will be ok my love.....I wish it didn't have to be this way...I really, really do...but, we have to dispose of him.....I know that this isn't easy....so the faster we get this done the faster it will all be over for all of us.

Mommy Newell: (Crying into Daniel's left shoulder) I know...Sniffle, Sniffle, I...I just wish...that we could have found them some family to live with. I wish that we didn't have to do this!!! Hunter was such a good boy too!

Daniel Newell: I know he was, I know he was, but we can't afford to keep him! All of those Special diapers, all of their special onesies and clothing, and all of the extra food we had to buy!!! Let's get the diesel fuel poured in on him and get him all nice a soaked well with it and then I will light it and I will meet you back in the house, ok honey? I really HATE doing all of these dirty diapers right after I come home too honey!

Mommy Newell: (Letting go of her husband and going back into the house to be with the other kids and with the twin, Christian.) Ok, I'll be inside taking care of the kids honey. take lots and lots of pictures please!!!

Daniel Newell: OK, will do. See you inside.

Daniel picks up the first 2 gallon container of diesel fuel and starts to open the spout. He then begins to slowly pour some of the diesel fuel onto the diapers. The diesel fuel splashes down onto Hunter's chest and splatters onto the diapers laying on him. Daniel opens one of the wet diapers from the silver aluminum trash can and then lays it across Hunter's face then tosses on some more diapers then moves some of the wood around so that it is closer to Hunter. he then ads a couple of larger logs across Hunter's diapered region and his face. Then he pours even more of the diesel fuel onto the diapers, drenching them very, very well. Then, Daniel takes one of the ends of one of Hunter's diesel fuel soaked onesies and uses his Zippo lighter to light the end on fire. The flames races along the garment and soon catches the rest of the load in the burn barrel on fire. the diapers burst into flames and begin to burn furiously. Daniel takes a lot of pictures as he watches as Hunter and the diapers begin to burn. Without a noise, without so much as a twitch or a scream, Daniel watches as the flames begin to burn Hunter's diaper from both back and front.

Daniel Newell: (Muttering to himself) That's ONE kid down....one more to go.

Before too long Daniel decides to add some more diapers to the barrel. Once the trash can was completely empty, he took the can back over to it's original location just before he walks back inside. 

Once the diapers and the last of the last log was completely turned to ash, Daniel goes outside to see if there is anything left in the burn barrel. Once he checks and confirms that Hunter the diapers and all of his clothing were burnt, he has a satisfied look on his face as he walks back into the house.

Four weeks later......

Monday 6:30 am: Mommy Newell walks into Christian's room ready to get him out of his crib to change his soaking wet night-time diaper as she has since he had been adopted. Chris is wearing a onesie over his diapers and as mommy looks him over, she notices that his onesie is soaking wet in the back and the front as well in the crotch area. Mommy Newell reaches over to the bag of Luvs diapers and takes one out, then she reaches over and takes out two thick booster pads and the baby wipes as well as the baby powder. She puts it all into Christian's diaper bag and then slings it over her shoulder before taking Chris' hand and then she leads him out to the living room floor where she lays him down so she can change his soaking wet and bulging Huggies overnites diaper.

Mommy Newell: I see that you leaked and soaked your onesie. You don't have any more clean onesies right now either. Would you like to keep this one on or would you like me to take it off sweetie?

Christian: I want you to take it off mommy....it's wet....

Mommy Newell: OK. remember a month ago when your father and I disposed of your brother???

Christian: Yes Mommy, I do. Is that going to happen to me soon?

Mommy Newell: Yes sweetie, it is. Today is your last day. After I am done changing your diaper, you will be going into the trash can now where I throw all of the dirty diapers.

Christian: NO mommy!!! NOOOO! Can't I choose what time I get put into the can? I don't wanna be in there!!! How long will I have to be in there?

Mommy Newell: Till it's full and needs to be taken outside. NO, your father and I both agreed that you need to be put into the trash can early. Your father wants you in that can as soon as possible. 

Christian: (Looking at the can) That has a trash bag in it. When it gets full mommy, will you tie the bag shut?

Mommy Newell: Yes sweetie, I will.

Christian: But Mommy....I have laid in plastic wearing nothing but my diapers before....the plastic was hot and stuck to me! Mommy? how come my dirty onesies are being thrown away?

Mommy Newell: Because sweetie, we aren't going to need them and they are dirty.                Mommy Newell started to take the snaps apart in Christian's onesie and then she rolled it up as far as she could so that she could change his diaper. She unfastened the tapes on each side and then she pulled the wet and bulging Huggies Overnites diaper down so it lay open flat. She then pulled the back half out from under Chris then she opened the wipes container and started to wipe him clean, using ten wipes, depositing each used wipe into his wet Huggies diaper before she folded it in half and then tossed the wet diaper onto his chest. Then she opened the clean Luvs diaper and then added the two thick booster pads into his diaper before she slid the back half underneath Chris, lifting him up slightly as she did. Then once Chris was laying on the diaper, she took the baby powder bottle and added half the bottle worth of powder onto him and into his diaper before she pulled the front of the Luvs diaper up and fastened the tapes. Then Mommy Newell helped Chris up to a sitting position on the bed and then she pulled his dirty onesie off and then she picked up his soaking wet diaper and put it on top of his onesie. She put the onesie and the wet diaper down on his bed for a minute while she took out a bottle full of some cold chocolate milk.

Mommy Newell: Here, drink this, this will be the last thing you will get until it's time to put you and the diapers into the burn barrel sweetie.

Mommy Newell looked straight down into Christian's eyes as he drank the milk from the bottle knowing that for a second time this was getting to be difficult to have to do. She looked away and outside through the window as she tried not to think about what she was doing right now.

Daniel had suggested that she give Chris this bottle with some liquid paralytic drugs that would make it hard for poor Chris to escape from the trash can or move too much. The drugs would only last for a little while, just long enough to get him outside in a couple of days into one of the trash cans full of diapers.

Christian: (taking the bottle's nipple from his mouth) Mommy! I feel funny! How come I can't move much????

Mommy Newell: I...I'm so sorry sweetie, I didn't want to have to do this, but your father and I were afraid that you might try to escape from the trash can so we gave you something so that you won't be able to move until the trash can be taken out.

Christian: Once I am in there mommy, will you be putting more diapers in on top of me?

Mommy Newell: Of course honey.

Christian: Will I be getting dirty and smelly in there?

Mommy Newell: Probably...yes.

Christian: Will I be getting my diapers changed once I am in there mommy?

Mommy Newell: I am afraid not hun. Once you are in the trash, you are garbage. Ok Chris, ready to go into the trash?

Mommy Newell has daddy Daniel Newell carry Christian over to the trash can half way full of diapers and then he lays him down on top of the diapers already in there on his side and then leaves to go to work. Mommy Newell then comes over with his wet diaper and the onesie and then she drops the folded over wet diaper onto Chris then takes the onesie to the bedroom where the trash bag full of his dirty onesies and footed sleepers as well as t-shirts and some pants and shorts and then drops it in. Then she leaves the room. the next six hours, Christian had fallen asleep in the trash can full of diapers. Mommy Newell had quite a few little ones in her care that day aside from her other two kids. One of her own was in Pull-ups and the other was still in diapers. Mommy Newell had changed all of the kids' diapers at nearly the same time and now had a lot of wet and dirty diapers to throw away. She brought all of the wet and dirty diapers over to the trash can that Chris was in and began to toss them in on top of Chris. this made Chris wake up and turn to look at Mommy Newell.

Christian: HEY! Stop that! HEY! Those are dirty diapers mommy!!! They smell bad!!!

Mommy Newell: Well Sweetie, this is where we throw away all of the dirty diapers. you are now trash too I am afraid.

Christian: How much longer will I have to be in here?

Mommy Newell: Until it's full.

Christian: Can I get my diaper changed mommy? I am soaked!

Mommy Newell: No hun, Once you are in the trash, you are trash and it doesn't matter if your diapers are wet or not. You are in a trash can full of dirty diapers. Leaking on them won't matter.

Christian: Can I get a bottle of milk mommy?

Mommy Newell: No sweetie, I am afraid not. Now I have to get back to the other kids now...

Mommy Newell walks away and goes back into the other room to take care of the other kids that she is taking care of. Chris just lays there, wishing that he had some milk or something to drink. As the time passes, Chris falls back to sleep in the absence of anything else to do.  time seems to go quickly and before Chris knows it, Mommy Newell is back to toss in four more dirty diapers but the diapers are just wet and not rolled up at all. Mommy pushes down on Christian pressing him against all of the disposable diapers and pressing the dirty diapers that are on top of him into him as she presses down to make more room for more diapers.

Christian: Mommy! UUUUH! WHA.....T are....you...UHHHHH doing???? Why did you just DO that????  MOMMY! let...me out of here!!!!! PLEASE?????? I need my diaper changed!!!

Mommy Newell: (turning to walk away) I have to make more room in there for more diapers. When I come back to throw in more diapers, I will have to do that again and again sweetie. Sorry hun....I am not cleaning up trash!

Christian: WAIT mommy!!!

Mommy Newell: Honey, please. Don't make this any more difficult as it already is. I have to get back to the other kids.

Christian slumps back over onto his tummy covered with unrolled wet and a few messy disposable diapers pouting and wishing that someone would have adopted him.

Christian falls asleep out of boredom and wakes up to Mommy Newell and a few kids standing around the trash can in the kitchen where they have been tossing dirty diapers. mommy Newell had just changed a few more of the kids and now it was lunch time. Mommy comes over and tosses in three more folded over wet Pampers, Parent's Choice and a Dollar Store band diaper. One of the kids looks into the trash can and sees Christian laying in there partly covered under some of the diapers. 

Little Girl: Miss Newell?

Mommy Newell: Yes sweetie?

Little Girl: Why is there a baby boy in a diaper in the trash can?

Mommy Newell: Well sweetie, he is trash. We couldn't find anyone that would take him home and make him their new kid, so we had to throw him and his twin brother away. We really didn't want to do it this way, but we had no choice! We can't afford to buy all of those diapers or feed them honey.

Little Girl: What do you do with the dirty diapers? Do they go to a trash truck?

Mommy Newell: No sweetie, they don't. We burn our trash.

Little Girl: You are going to burn all of those diapers and that diapered boy?

Mommy Newell: Yes,  unfortunately, we have no choice.

Little Boy: (Chiming in) Miss Newell? do you change that boy's diapers while he is in there? Does he get anything to drink or eat?

Mommy Newell: No sweetheart, he doesn't. once he is trash, it doesn't matter if his diapers are dirty or not. he is in the trash with dirty diapers. We don't clean trash do we?

Little Boy: (Scratching his head) No, I don't think....you do. So, how long will he be in that trash can of diapers miss Newell?

Mommy Newell: Until the trash can gets full sweetie.

Little Boy: How long is that going to be?

Mommy Newell: (Preparing some peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, and juice for lunch.) I don't know sweetie. a day or two maybe.

Little Girl: Does that boy have any clothes?

Mommy Newell: Yes, he does. They are trash now.

Once mommy Newell made the sandwiches and poured the juice, she put the plate of sandwiches cut in half on the table and then put paper plates down for each kid. The infant Misses Newell was caring for, as well as her own infant, were fed earlier and were now napping nearby. silence except for the sounds of lip smacking and gooey chewing sounds  were the only sounds heard as the toddlers and older boys ate their lunches. the boy and girl kept looking at the trash can wondering what the boy in there was doing. they heard him take a deep breath and start to turn over as poor dirty and now stinky Christian lay asleep in the trash can full of diapers.

Little Girl: Misses Newell? Can I touch that boy in the trash can?

Mommy Newell: No, I don't think you should. he is all dirty and nasty now!

As the kids finish lunch they adjourn to watching a movie. sometime after the movie is over, the kids all need their diapers changed. misses Newell changes several wet diapers and afterwards, two of the kids volunteer to help carry the unfolded wet diapers to the trash can where poor Christian is laying in.

Little Girl: miss Newell?

Mommy Newell: (Dropping a couple more diapers into the trash can on top of Christian) Yes sweetie?

Little Girl: How come that boy is in there? Did he do something wrong?

Mommy Newell: No, he didn't. We just couldn't find anyone who wanted him. Since we don't want him, we had to put him into the trash. We really didn't want to, but we had no other choice.

Little Girl: Did he have a brother?

Mommy Newell: Yes, hun, he did.

Little Girl: What happened to him?

Mommy Newell: We put him into the trash with the dirty diapers and then we burned the trash.

Little Girl: You burned the trash? Did you burn the diapers and his brother?

Mommy Newell: Yes, unfortunately, we did. Actually, my husband, Daniel did.

Little Girl: Is that going to happen to that boy in there too?

Mommy Newell: Yes dear, it is, in the burn barrel out back.

Mommy Newell then packs the diapers down more, pushing down on them with a lot of pressure. Christian's head is laying in an open wet diaper of his and as Misses Newell pushes down on the diapers, the wet diaper wraps itself around Christian's head. Noticing that Christian was verbally complaining about his soaking wet diaper needing changed, Misses Newell decided to later on, put Christian and a few of the wetter diapers into the kitchen trash compactor to help squeeze some of the wetness out of the diapers and out of the diaper that Christian was wearing.

Mommy Newell: Don't worry Christian, I will take care of that for you a little later on...ok sweetie?

Christian: How much longer am I going to be in here?

Mommy Newell: Hopefully not too much longer. After today, the trash needs to go out, but before that happens, I want to dry a few of the wetter diapers out.

Christian: How are you going to do that mommy?

Mommy Newell: Oh, you'll find out soon. I have to wait until everyone leaves first.

Christian: How long will that be?

Mommy Newell: A couple more hours maybe.

Then mommy Newell tossed in a few more loose wet diapers packing the diapers down harder into the trash can to make more room for the few more that may or may not be getting thrown in later. Then misses Newell and the little girl left the room again for a couple of hours. Once the last kid was picked up, Misses Newell came back into the room carrying a small bag full of soaking wet diapers and a few unrolled slightly messy diapers. Misses Newell began to pull the wettest diapers from the trash can dropping them into the bag as she took them from the can. Once she had removed as many of the wettest diapers from the can, she reached in and began to feel around for Christian. Once she located an arm, she pulled him up and out of the can making sure to keep the remaining diapers in the can. then she lifted Christian out and she held the very dirty smelling Christian until she and the bag had walked over to the kitchen and then over to the kitchen trash compactor drawer and then she put the bag down next to the cabinet next to it and then she pulled the drawer open. She then began to take a few of the diapers out, tossing them into the hopper of the kitchen trash compactor.

Christian: Mommy? Are you going to put me in there?

Mommy Newell: Yes sweetie, I need to squeeze some of the wetness out of your diaper.

Christian: NOOO! I don't wanna go in there! Don't make me mommy!

Mommy Newell: Sorry sweetie, I have to dry your diapers out. I'm sorry it has to be this way.

Misses Newell lowers Christian down into the hopper with his soaking, bulging diaper facing the inner part of the compactor and instructs him to stay there while she dumps the diapers from the bag into the hopper.

Christian: MOMMY! Let me out! PLEASE??? What is this thing going to do?

Mommy Newell: Honey, I don't usually do this. But since your diapers are really soaked, they aren't going to dispose of well in the burn barrel so I have to squeeze the diapers first. (pressing a couple of wet, open diapers on top of Christian's face and piling on a few more on his diaper and face.) Ready hun? Here....we....go....

Misses Newell then slides the drawer closed and locks the door. Christian starts pounding on the door as Misses Newell starts the downward compactor cycle.

Christian: (Banging on the compactor door) MOMMY!!!! MOMMY!!! Let me out of here!!!! What IS this thing???? HEY! What is that noise??? I can't see anything!!! UUUUUUHHHHH! UUUUUUUUUUUUH! My.....UUUUUUUUH! Diaper......UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH! IS........UUUUUUUUUUUH! Bunching......UUUH! UP!!!!!!

Misses Newell heard Christian stop pounding on the door and she heard him start moaning and groaning under the pressure. Once the first cycle stopped, she started another cycle to make sure that as much wetness as possible was squeezed out.

Christian: HEY!!!! It's doing it again!!!! MOMMY!!!! WHY???????? LET....ME...OUT! UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH! OUCH! OUUUUUUUCH!!!! OOOOOOOOOOOH! UUUUUUUUUUUUH!

Then she set the compactor to auto then walked away. Misses Newell went back into the living room to check all of the other baby's diapers to see if they also needed to be changed. 

Over the next couple of hours, misses Newell changed five more soaking wet diapers. Each of the wet diapers was tossed into the kitchen compactor on top of poor wet and stinky Christian laying mashed against a lot of his and other wet diapers. Misses Newell came over to the compactor and unlocked it, then slid the drawer open to toss in three more unrolled, wet disposable diapers and a couple of Christian's dirty and slightly torn onesies.

Christian: Is it time to get out now mommy?

Mommy Newell: No sweetie, it's not. (dropping the folded over soaking wet disposable diapers into the hopper on top of Christian)

Christian: HEY! Those look like MY...onesies!!!! They aren't trash mommy!!!!!! NO! Those are my favorite onesies!!!!

Mommy Newell: Sorry honey, they are...trash and they are going in there with the rest of the trash. I am afraid I will...have to run the compactor a few more times before the end of the day sweetie. We have to pack as many diapers as we can in that bag. There are going to be a lot more diapers going in there.

Christian: But...but...but....how much longer do I have to be IN here mommy?

Mommy Newell: Until the bag gets full and needs to be taken outside.

Just then, Daniel Newell comes in the house and closes the door. He starts looking around for his loving wife.

Daniel Newell: Hey, honey? Where are you?

Mommy Newell: I am in the kitchen....

Daniel walks into the kitchen and sees the drawer of the compactor open with Christian laying inside covered with wet diapers right up to the top of his head. two wet diapers are covering Christian's face with one of the diapers wet inner liner laying against poor Christian's face.

Daniel: What's going on here?

Mommy Newell: Well sweetie, I put Chris into the compactor earlier this afternoon and I am trying to pack in as many diapers as I can, Christian here keeps banging on the door when the compactor isn't on and running.

Daniel Newell: Well! We can't have THAT....now can we? I think I have just the thing....

Daniel goes over to the refrigerator and takes out the gallon of whole milk. He pours some into an old baby bottle and then he puts the gallon of milk away and then gets the blender out. He takes the lid off and then pours the milk from the bottle into the blender. he then leaves and goes into the bathroom medicine cabinet and takes out one of the 10 milligram tablets of Ambien and then comes back into the kitchen. He stands in front of the blender and then puts the Ambien tablet into the milk in the blender. he puts the lid on and then starts the blender for a few seconds then stops the blender. Daniel Newell then takes the lid off and then pours the milk into the baby bottle and then screws the lid of the baby bottle with the nipple on. He then comes over to the hopper of the kitchen compactor and then leans down to give Christian the bottle.

Daniel Newell: Here son, drink this. It is going to make you nice and sleepy.

Christian: Daddy? Will I be in here for a long time?

Daniel Newell: Until the trash in there needs to go outside.

Christian: How long will that be?

Daniel Newell: I don't know son, it could be tonight or as late as tomorrow after noon.

Christian: Do you HAVE...to make this thing smash me so hard?????

Daniel Newell: Yes son, we still have a LOT of diapers to pack in there. We are going to run this thing as many times as it takes.

Just then, Daniel and Misses Newell's daughter runs in with a couple of slightly wet still neatly folded disposable diapers in her hand.

Newell Daughter: Mommy! Mommy! A pack of diapers fell off the shelf and fell down and some of them got wet on the floor!!!!!

Misses Newell left with their daughter to go see what happened while Daniel was waiting for Christian to fall asleep laying in the bag of wet and dirty diapers that were in the compactor.

Christian: (Taking the bottle out of his mouth to ask a question) Daddy? Why are you throwing me away?

Daniel Newell: Because son, we can't afford to diaper you and feed you any more. We tried and tried to give you to someone who wanted you but everyone that came to see you, said that they didn't want two diapered boys! They were looking for babies that would grow out of diapers at some point. NOBODY wants kids that they will have to diaper for the rest of their lives. So, that left us with NO choice but to throw you and your twin brother away!

Christian: Are you going to do to me and these diapers what you did to my twin and those diapers????

Daniel Newell: Unfortunately, yes son, in the burn barrel out back. We have no choice!

Christian: (yawning) I am starting to feel sleepy daddy! (Christian puts the bottle back into his mouth and drinks some more of the cold, medicated milk.)

Daniel Newell: (Taking the bottle away and putting it aside) OK son, it's time to close the compactor now.

Daniel stands up and starts to close the compactor when Misses Newell comes in carrying most of a pack of Christian's Parent's Choice diapers that had water spilled all over them.

Daniel Newell: MAN! what happened to all of those?

Mommy Newell: They fell down off of the shelf and got wet. They are all trash now.

Daniel Newell: (Sliding the compactor open again) Well, put them in there....a shame that they got wasted! They are trash now!

Mommy Newell puts the opened package of Parent's Choice diapers down on top of Christian's face and then spreads some of the diapers out over Christian's chest and over his diaper where there was still some room.

Christian: MOMMY! STOP that! HEY! Those are clean diapers mommy! some of them are wet!!!!

Mommy Newell: Yes honey, they fell off the shelf and got wet and now they are trash!

Christian: NO! NOT over my face!!!! BLAH! HEY! Stop that! What are you doing????

Mommy Newell: I am spreading the diapers out so that they all will fit in here. Sorry sweetie, but there was the most room over by your head....I have to make more room.

Misses Newell then stands back up and then steps back nodding her head to Daniel to go ahead and close the compactor.

Christian: NOOOOOO! STOP! Open it up!!!! (yawning) Let...me...out please!!!!

Daniel closes the compactor and then locks it. He bends over to look at the controls and then sets the compactor to run four times in a row. Then he stands back up and gives Misses Newell a hug.

Misses Newell: (to Daniel as they hug) How was your day sweetie? I missed you.

Daniel Newell: It was busy. How was YOUR day?

Misses Newell: Well, I have had the usual kids to watch and I have been dealing with Christian here and all of these dirty diapers all day. After tomorrow's loads of diapers, they will need to be taken out to the daycare trash dear.

Daniel Newell: OK, OK, man, when I get home from work tomorrow, I will make sure to take the trash out.

Then Daniel and Misses Newell walk into the living room and sit down on the couch together with their kids playing with their toys on the rug at their feet. Daniel picks up their baby and begins to play with them.

Then, as Daniel is playing with the baby, the baby soaks their diaper and it leaks a little on Daniel.

Daniel: Honey....our daughter leaked all over my clothes. (handing the baby over to his wife so she can change her) Here, take her for me so I can go change out of my work clothes.

Daniel gets up to go change. While Daniel is changing, the phone rings.

(Phone ringing) Misses Newell gets up to answer the cell phone that was laying on the kitchen counter charging.

Misses Newell: (holding the baby on her hip) Hello? Yes...Hi...how are you? I am good, you? (Listening to the other party speak) uh huh...yep....yes, we did. We still have one more that is going out tomorrow but yes, he is still here. Oh.....I...don't know, I will have to talk to my husband about that. Well, I can bring him over here and I will take care of him her in my home but if you want to dispose of him in our burn barrel, I will need to discuss that with my husband. Certainly...hold on....(Misses Newell takes the cell phone into the bedroom and hands it to Daniel then tells him who it is and what they are calling about.)

Daniel: This is Daniel....Oh...hey.....uh...huh....um....I am really not comfortable with that. Um...for that amount, if you want to do that, then you may use my burn barrel for that and it will be up to my wife if she will dispose of your kid or not. I already have a lot of trash to get rid of but if you want to...I will let you use my burn barrel to get rid of your kid....I know, I know man....it really IS hard! I completely understand. Ok....that sounds good....I will see you tomorrow then....ok...here is my wife....(Hands Misses Newell the phone back.)

Misses Newell: (clearing throat) Hello....yes, I heard part of the conversation...uh....huh...yes, I am willing to do that....I can do that....how much? that sounds good.  I will see you and your kid tomorrow then? Sure....make sure to bring lots of diapers to change....and bring over their clean and dirty diapers too...I don't like to use cloth diapers, their gross but I use disposables on the kids while they are here with me....You can bring them...sure...I will just throw them away and they will go out to the burn barrel with the rest of the trash.....you bet. See you then...(hangs the phone up) Well honey, I will be taking care of another disabled and diapered kid for a couple of days before their parents that we both know well, want to dispose of him in our burn barrel. I thought you weren't going to let them do it since I knew that you wouldn't be comfortable with it?

Daniel Newell: We need the money that they offered to pay us. So, I said yes. Once he said they were willing to pay us $4,000 to do it, I changed my mind. They said they would bring the check over along with all of the boy's cloth diapers and any disposable diapers they had left over. they want us to dispose of their kid like we did to Hunter and soon Christian. they can watch us do the load of trash with Christian in it so that they can see how we do it.

Misses Newell lays her baby down on the bed and starts to change her wet diaper. She leans down and starts to unfasten the tapes.

Misses Newell: Honey, could you get me a diaper and the wipes?

Daniel goes over to the shelf and reaches into a Pampers package and takes out one of the diapers then grabs the container of wipes and brings it over to and hands it to his wife.

Misses Newell: Thanks honey.

Misses Newell continues to change their baby's  bulging and soaked Pampers diaper, depositing the used wipes into the wet diaper. Then she pulls the wet diaper out from under the baby and sets it aside, folding it over. Then she opens the clean Pampers diaper and then slides it under the baby and then she sprinkles in some powder and then she pulls the front of the diaper up and fastens the tapes. Then misses Newell goes over to the trash compactor in the kitchen and unlocks it, then pulls the drawer open and then she tosses the diaper in. Then she slides the compactor door closed and relocks it. she then walks back into the living room for a few minutes so she can rest. After a few minutes, misses Newell gets back up to go fix dinner.

About 45 minutes to an hour later, dinner was ready. With the whole family sitting at the table, Daniel on one end and Misses Newell sitting next to Daniel, the baby sitting right next to misses Newell and their 5 year old daughter sitting next to her daddy, they began to eat.

Kaley Newell: Mommy?

Misses Newell: Yes Kaley...

Kaley Newell: How come you and daddy are putting Chris into that garbage thing full of diapers?

Misses Newell: (Looking at Daniel and Daniel looking back) well sweetie, because no one wanted them. What do we do with things that no one wants?

Kaley Newell: We throw it in the trash...right?

Misses Newell: That's right sweetheart. So your brothers had to be thrown away in the trash. We didn't have a choice. the reason that Chris had to go into that trash compactor in the kitchen is because his diaper was so wet and bulging that it needed to have some of the wetness squeezed out of it before it went outside to wait until daddy has time to load the burn barrel again.

Daniel Newell: Yea, seems like I am ALWAYS burning diapers, I come home and all I ever do is load the burn barrel and burn diapers. Getting rid of your brothers and all of their...special diapers will also cut down on all that.

Misses Newell: Kaley, remember that disabled midget guy that I take care of sometimes that looks just like a baby?

Kaley Newell: Yea, sort of mommy.

Misses Newell: Well, he is being thrown away too. his father and mother don't want him any more and they couldn't find anyone to take him. So, they will be bringing him over tomorrow and then he too will be going to the burn barrel. his own father will put him into the burn barrel with his diapers and then he is going to burn him. His father is just going to use our burn barrel this once until he can get one of his own.

Once dinner was over, everyone brought their plates and silverware to the kitchen where they put it all into the dishwasher and then Misses Newell, Daniel and their two kids sat in the living room watching TV until it was bedtime for the kids.

Misses Newell: OK Kaley, time for bed. I have to get you and your brother ready for bed.

Kaley Newell: OH Mommy! I'm not tired! I don't wanna go to bed!

Misses Newell: Up, up I will read you a story....once I am done getting your brother ready for bed.

Kaley Newell: YAY! I want to pick the story this time mommy... (sprinting into the bedroom)

While misses Newell and the kids went off to the bedroom, Daniel went out to the shed to get Chris' load of old, dusty, cloth diapers, plastic pants, old stained up and slightly ripped onesies from the other 97 gallon trash can on wheels better known as a trash tote, brought over to where the rest of the aluminum trash cans where all of the wet and dirty disposable diapers were being kept until it was burn barrel day. Just as Daniel walked in the back door, his wife was just walking into the kitchen with two folded over wet diapers to put into the compactor.

Misses Newell: (Sighing a little) I have the kids asleep and I thought it was time to put these two wet diapers into the compactor and run a couple of cycles before going to bed.

Daniel Newell: Yea...I am right there with ya myself. (Walks over to Misses Newell and gives her a kiss.) See ya when you come to bed....I'll finish taking everything out to the burn barrel tomorrow after I wake up.

Misses Newell: I'll be there in a few minutes.

Misses Newell unlocks the compactor and slides it open. She looks down and sees how smashed all of the diapers look. knowing how they look, she assumes that poor Chris' diaper looks equally bad or worse. She tosses the two soaking wet diapers into the compactor and then she slides the door closed and then starts the compactor again making sure to run two cycles in a row before she walks away into the bedroom.

5:30 am the following day:

Misses Newell and her husband Daniel are awakened by their youngest infant crying because he is hungry, wanting some attention and to be changed out of his soaking wet nighttime diaper. By this time, Christian has awakened from the drug-induced sleep laying in the compactor.

Christian listens for any sounds of activity near the compactor as he assesses his current situation. 

Christian: (Thinking to himself) UUUUH! I feel like I've been hit by something...hard! there sure are a lot of wet and messy diapers in here!!!! Why did mommy put so many diapers in here? (looking around to see what he can see) MAN! I am deep inside of some white trash bag!!!! It sure is HOT in here!!!! WHEW!!!! I wonder how many more diapers are going to be put into this thing???? (Hearing some footsteps near the compactor) Mommy? Is that you? Mooooomy????

Suddenly, the sound of the latch was heard by Chris and then the door slid open.

Mommy Newell: (Holding onto two very swollen wet disposable diapers, about to put them into the bag.) Yes sweetie....I am just putting in a couple more soaking wet diapers then I have to run a couple more cycles of the crusher hun.

Christian: PLEEEEASE!!!! NOOOO! My diaper is all smashed up and I think part of the stuffing is hanging out between my legs!!!!!

Mommy Newell: I'm.....sorry sweetie, but I have to make more room for more diapers that will be put in there. Sorry hun. I will be taking you and the load outside and putting you and the diapers into one of the trash cans later.

Christian: Will you have to tie the bag closed mommy when you do this?

Mommy Newell: I am afraid so sweetheart. Now....I have to close the crusher door now....

Misses Newell slides the door closed and locks it again. She then leans down and pushes some buttons and then the compactor comes to life again, slowly coming down and then it starts to crush the diapers and the wetness out of them slowly. As it does, Christian's soaking wet diaper begins to rip slightly more in the leg elastics between his legs under the pressure. Some of the wet gel-laden padding starts to work it's way out of his diaper. Then the compactor retracts and then it starts to come down again.

Christian: (Thinking to himself out loud) UUUUH! This thing is going to make my diaper very uncomfortable!!!! EEEEW! All of that wetness is leaking all over me now!!!! UUUUGGGG! MOMMMY! MAKE IT STOP!!!! UUUUUUUUH! UUUUUUUUUUUUH! (Sighing with a deep breath as the compactor begins to retract again.) Mommy? Are you still there???? I need my diaper changed!!!! Can you change it please???? Can I get something to drink please????

Christian lays under all of the compacted diapers near the middle of the load inside the trash bag wishing it weren't so hot in there. Sweating profusely, and smelling a ton of wetness around him, Christian hears footsteps faintly coming up to the door and unlocking the door.

Christian: Mommy? Is that you?

Suddenly, the top of the bag is grabbed and then closed then tied shut.

Christian: HEY! HEY! STOP! It's HOT in here!!!! Let...me...OUT! (Chris says muffled by the diapers on top of him) HEY! Where are you taking me???? STOP! HEY! I'm not trash!!!! I promise I will try not to cost you much!!!! I don't wanna be thrown away!!!! PLEEEEEEASE!!!!

The bag is lifted out of the compactor and then put down on the floor for a bit until a new bag is put in and the compactor door is slide closed. Then the bag Chris is in is carried outside and put into one of the 32 gallon aluminum trash cans. As the bag is being taken out, Chris is asking and begging not to be disposed of. then, Chris hears the lid of the trash can come off and the bag gets raised and then set down inside the can. Then as he feels the diapers settle, he realizes that he is now in the almost empty can.

Christian: HEY! PEASE! Let me out! My diaper!!! I need a diaper change! PLEASE change me! I am soaking wet!!! My diaper has stuffing coming out of it a little!

Daniel Newell: Too bad! I don't care what your diaper looks like or if it's wet or not son. You are trash now. When this can gets full, it will be burn barrel time! SHHHH! Be quiet now! I don't care what you do with the diapers while you are in there either! do what you want with them until it's time for disposal!

Christian: Daddy! daddy! NOOOO! PLEASE!!! (CLANG!)

Daniel Newell puts the metal lid back on the can then adds the trash can lid locks to keep animals out and Chris from getting out. It gets really dark in the can and Chris struggles to try and rip the bag open so that he can wiggle around some. Chris struggles a lot while in the bag to rip the bag so he can not be so hot. He finally busts out of it using the tips of his fingers and is able to crawl out. once he does, he crouches on one side of the can and then takes a deep breath. then he starts taking what is left of the bag and empties the diapers out onto the metal floor of the once empty can. Then he lays down onto his tummy on top of the wet and messy diapers. Chris' diaper is ripped slightly along the edge along the crotch and some of the padding is falling out little by little now. Unable to move around too much in the can, but at least he's not in the trash bag any longer where it was super hot and uncomfortable....the can is getting warmer and warmer as the heat of the sun beats down on the outside of the can causing it to be warm enough to start evaporation from the diapers. He was laying there and suddenly he hears footsteps coming close and muffled voices that sound like both daddy Newell and Mommy Newell. Then the can lid locks get taken off and the lid opens. Chris looks up and see's Mommy Newell holding a large white, tall, kitchen trash can full of diapers and Daddy Newell standing nearby lighting a cigarette.

Misses Newell picks the can up and starts to empty the diapers into the can on top of Chris.

Christian: HEY! Stop! Mommy!!!! The diapers are falling down with the wet sides against me! HEY! Those are wet! EEEEW! They STINK!!!! HEY! Are those MY Pampers mommy?

Mommy Newell: Yes, there are some of your Pampers, Parent's Choice, and some of your Luvs, in here.

Christian: Why are the diapers laying with the wet sides against me??? Please! get them off me!!!

Mommy Newell keeps emptying the trash can full of diapers into the can and the diapers fall all around poor Christian.

Christian: Mommy?

Mommy Newell: Yes sweetie?

Christian: May I get a bottle of some nice cold whole milk? I am thirsty!

Mommy Newell: sure. Let me finished dumping these two cans of diapers and then I will get you a bottle.

Once the first tall kitchen trash can was emptied, the smaller bathroom sized can with four unrolled diapers in it was dumped in and then the lid was put back on and the locks were added again. Mommy went back inside and fixed a bottle for Christian which she brought back out and then unlocked the lid locks and then removed the lid, then she leaned down, brushed away some of the diapers and then handed the bottle to Christian.

Mommy Newell: Here you go sweetie. When you're done with it, and you want more, I will refill it when I come out to empty the can again, ok sweetheart?

Christian: Thank you mommy. Mommy? Was my twin brother awake when he was put into the burn barrel????

Mommy Newell: No honey, he wanted to be awake but he didn't want to be cooperative when it came time to go into it, so your father put him to sleep.

Christian: Are you going to do that to me?

Mommy Newell: Maybe....I have to put the lid back on now hun.

Mommy Newell puts the lid back on then relocks the lid locks and then stops to kiss and hug her husband who is almost done with his cigarette, before she goes back inside. After a few minutes, Daniel also goes back inside. It gets dark out as night falls around the Newell house. Everyone has gone to bed and Christian is sleeping uncomfortably in the locked trash can with the diapers that fill the bottom quarter of the aluminum trash can. Before Christian knows it, daylight has come and afternoon has come and the sun has been beating down on the can, heating it up inside. Christian wakes up as the heat begins to heat up the inside of the can. Christian realizes that he is in the can after dreaming a rather lucid and vivid dream. He decides to play with some of the diapers that were dumped in the can so to make them a little more comfortable to lay on and have lay on him. As he played with the diapers, he became horny. He started to rub the diapers against his diaper which made him climax several times. The two very hard climaxes made Christian rather relaxed and sort of sleepy, so he simply fell asleep. Another day went by and still no more diapers were brought to the can. Christian lay in the can underneath all of the diapers, tossing and turning, sweating and wondering what is going on in the house and what he was missing in there. His mind began to flashback to when he was 3 years old and his mother was driving him to Misses Newell's home daycare. He saw his mother sitting there in the driver's seat laughing at him and cooing at him as she, his brother Hunter and him drove along the city streets. Suddenly, the can lid came off and Daniel was standing there with two large trash cans full of diapers that had come from their other kids and the daycare trash can.

Christian: Where is Mommy?

Daniel Newell: She is busy with two of the kids in the daycare. She told me to go take the trash out.

Christian: Mommy Promised me she would get me another bottle of milk when the next diapers were dumped in here!

Daniel Newell: OH...really? I will have to ask her about that. I will get back to you.

Christian: Are ALL of those diapers in there rolled up?

Daniel Newell: NOPE! I'm afraid they aren't.

Daniel starts to empty the first can into the larger trash can. the diapers spill out and land around Christian's head and waist.

Christian: I hear a plastic bag...what is in the bag?

Daniel Newell: OH a few of your cloth diapers, some of your onesies and a few of your old plastic lined pants as well as a few old packs of diapers I found in storage.

Christian: Are the packs of diapers clean or dirty?

Daniel Newell: The pack isn't even opened yet son. They have been in storage for the last 7 years. Now they are trash.

Christian: How long do I have until it's disposal day daddy?

Daniel Newell: I am going to burn a couple loads of diapers this weekend sometime.

Christian: How long is that from now?

Daniel Newell: Three more days from now.

Christian: You mean...that I have to spend three more days in here?

Daniel Newell: Of course son. I have to burn diapers when I am not working or doing things around the house. I will get to it when I have the time son. Until then...you have to stay in there!

Christian: But my diaper needs changing! I also want another bottle of milk please....

Daniel Newell: (Calling over to Misses Newell in the house) Honey, can you get Christian some more milk, here is his bottle......

Misses Newell: Sure...just a minute.

Christian: Do you care if I play with any of the diapers in here?

Daniel Newell: NO, I don't care. Do whatever you want with them until it's burn barrel time....

Christian sees Daniel tip teh second can in but this time Daniel pushes down on the diapers so he can fit more in.

Christian: HEY! UUUUUH! UUUUUUUH! STOP doing that!!!!

Daniel Newell: OH stop complaining!!!!! I have to make more room for all of these diapers!!! there are a LOT of diapers that are going in there!!!!

Daniel pushes down on the load of diapers in the aluminum trash can more and then dumps the plastic trash can in causing the diapers to spill out and completely cover Christian. Then Daniel starts to take handfuls of the cloth diapers, onesies, and plastic lined pants and tosses them on top of the diapers packing everything in as tightly as possible so everything fits.

Christian groans and complains under the pressure. then Misses Newell comes out with Christian's bottle of milk. She hands it to her hubby who then makes sure that Chris gets it.

Christian: Thanks daddy.

Daniel Newell: No, thank your mom.

Christian: Thanks mommy.

Misses Newell: (Turning around for a moment while standing in the doorway) You're welcome sweetie.

Then Daniel flips a couple of cloth diapers and disposable diapers in that were hanging over the edge half way before putting the lid back on and applying the lid locks again. A few hours later, Christian hears some commotion outside the can. He hears what sounds like another boy begging not to be put into the trash can.

Daniel Newell: Bring him over to this can over here....it's the poopy diaper can. I am doing that load tomorrow.

the sound of the lid being taken off and some sounds of a small struggle can be heard by Christian who is listening intently.

Disabled Midget Boy: NO! I'm NOT going in there!!!! NO! STOP! Put......ME....DOWN!!!! (Thunk! crackle, crackle, crackle) HEY! Let me out! I'm NOT trash!!!

Jason-Father of the Disabled Midget Boy: YES! You ARE trash now! Daniel said that I can use the burn barrel to dispose of you! YOU AND...all of your diapers, your diaper bag, and all of your clothes are trash now! YOU...son, are going to spend the night and part of the day in there until Daniel here...comes home and gets time to burn some diapers!!!!!

Daniel puts the lid down onto the poopy diaper can and then the two of them walk away.

As evening turns to nightfall, the disabled midget boy groans and sighs as he tries to get comfortable in the very, nasty and stinky trash can full of poopy diapers. As the night continues on into early morning, the disabled midget boy in the poopy diaper can began to snore. Christian had to listen to the disabled midget boy's snoring from the can next to the one he was in all night until the sun came up that morning and started heating up the inside of the can. the heat began to make the nasty smells of the poopy diapers stronger and the poor disabled midget boy started coughing and wheezing as the bacteria began to fly around inside the can's small airspace. Before too long, misses Newell came out to the poopy diaper trash can to dump in a small trash can full of poopy Pampers. Misses Newell opened up the lid locks on the poopy diaper can and then removed the lid. the smell of poo was strong!

Disabled Midget Boy: Who are you?

Misses Newell: I am misses Newell, Daniel's wife.

Disabled Midget Boy: Do you HAVE to put those dirty, nasty smelling things in here? Can't you roll those up?

Misses Newell: I do sometimes, but most times I don't. It's just easier.

Disabled Midget Boy: How much longer do I have to smell all of these nasty diapers? HEY! NO! Don't put those unrolled poopy things around my head! NO! STOP IT!!! EEEEW!

Misses Newell drops and tosses the unrolled, (just folded over poopy diapers) into the can and then she gets ready to put the lid back on.

Misses Newell: Four more hours or until my husband gets back.

Misses Newell finishes putting the last of the nasty, smelly diapers into the can and then she puts the lid on and re-locks the lid before walking back into the house. Four hours pass, and Daniel has come home. Daniel takes about a half hour to settle in then goes out to the back porch to get started on doing the big load of poopy diapers. Daniel drags the full can over closer to the burn barrel. Then Daniel starts gathering up a bundle of small sticks that he puts into the bottom of the barrel. Then, Daniel opens the lid of the poopy diaper can and the smell is strong. He turns his head to avoid the worst initial smell. Then Daniel starts loading the diapers from the trash can, into the burn barrel two to three at a time. Then, with four unrolled dirty diapers laying on top of the disabled midget boy, Daniel reaches underneath the dirty smelly, boy and lifts him out of the can cradling him in his arms, he then lowers the disabled midget boy with thick diapers on, into the burn barrel and lays him down onto his back on top of the diapers already in there.

Disabled Midget Boy: HEY! Put me down!

Daniel Newell: Certainly! (Daniel lowers the boy into the barrel onto his back on top of the diapers that are already in there.)

Disabled Midget Boy: HEY! STOP that!!! Stop tossing diapers at me! UH! UH! UUUH! Blah! That one hit my face!!!! GROSS!!!!

Daniel continues to toss in rolled and unrolled poopy diapers covering the boy up completely with dirty diapers. Some of the unrolled diapers have landed next to and over the boy's face and chest. Once the burn barrel is full enough, Daniel goes over to some of the larger kindling wood pile and then puts a bunch of it into his arms before he carries it over the barrel and starts to put it in. He positions the first pieces of kindling over the boy's legs that are covered with diapers except for the boy's toes then putting a lot of the wood across the boy's chest and head area. Some of the wood pieces have to be wedged into the barrel which the disabled boy begins to feel the restricted pressure from.

Disabled Midget Boy: Sir? Can you let me out please? It stinks in here!!!!! I'm not supposed to be trash!!!! HEY! Why are you putting all of that heavy wood in here???? I am stuck underneath it now!!!! I can barely MOVE!!!!

Then Daniel starts to load in the heavier logs on top of the diapers, stacking the logs in a fanned out position and criss-crossing the kindling wood. Then Daniel grabs the first of two full diesel fuel cans and starts to pour it all over the wood and the diapers and also the thickly diapered disabled midget boy.

Disabled Midget Boy: UUUH! YUCK! What IS that stuff??? HEY! STOP pouring that stuff all over me!!! HEY!!! HEY!!!!! That stuff burns me!!! STOP IT! STOP IT!!!!

The Disabled boy struggles and kicks a little bit while Daniel is still pouring the diesel fuel into the barrel all over the dirty diapers, the wood and the diapers. The diapers and the wood soak the diesel fuel up and as the diapers soak up the diesel fuel, they begin to swell up. The boy's diaper begins to swell up as though it had been dunked into a swimming pool as more and more diesel fuel is poured in. Daniel leans down and inserts the pour spout into the waste band of the boy's diaper to ensure that the boy's diaper gets a lot of diesel fuel soaked into it then he lifts some of the diapers up and pours a lot of the diesel fuel all over the boy's chest and then putting the diapers back down, he lifts some of the diapers from around the boy's head and then starts to pour the diesel fuel into the boy's hair.

Disabled Midget Boy: HEY! STOP THAT! OOOOH! It's cold!!!! HEY! NOT my hair!!!!! NOT my diaper!!!!!! STOP!!!

Daniel Newell: I have to make sure that you get a lot of the fuel on ya man so that you will be sure to be completely disposed of. Relax boy! This won't take a few more minutes.

Disabled Midget Boy: HEY! What…are…you DOING??????

Daniel Newell: We are about……to…light up your life…..boy!

Daniel puts the almost half way empty 5 gallon diesel fuel can down and then Daniel pulls out his Black and white Marlboro cigarette pack, takes one out and then reaches into his right-hand pants pocket and takes out his zippo lighter and then flicks the flint. He then holds the lit lighter to the end of his cigarette, lighting it, taking puffs to make sure it stays lit.

Daniel Newell: OK boy, ready to….light up OUR lives???

Daniel reaches over to some old empty envelope and then holds it to the lit zippo. The paper envelope begins to burn and then Daniel tosses it into the burn barrel. Suddenly, the barrel erupts almost explosively into flame! Daniel stands back some while he is puffing on his cigarette, watching the hot flames licking at the wood. The heat now coming from the barrel is intense. The boy inside is screaming at the top of his lungs in a fit of torturous terror! Daniel stands there watching the flames turn the boy, his diapers and some of the smaller sticks into a pile of ashes. The boy has long since stopped screaming but the boy's screams are still echoing in Daniel's ears as though the boy was still screaming. Daniel goes over to something he sees in the yard and it turns out to be one of the leaf rakes. He picks it up and then takes it over to where he keeps all of the yard tools and leaves it there. Then Daniel goes past the very intensely heated burn barrel and peers in over the top briefly and sees that the boy has almost completely turned to molten hot ashes.

Daniel Newell: (Thinking out loud to himself under his breath) Second boy down…one more to go! I think I am going to give Chris some sleeping medicine so he won't scream.

Daniel loads the remaining diapers into the barrel. Once they have fully burned into ashes, he puts the lid of the burn barrel on and then goes inside for the remainder of the night.

Friday, 1:00 pm:

Misses Newell comes outside to empty the daycare diapers into the daycare 32 gallon trash can that poor Christian is laying in, underneath a lot of diapers. The can isn't all of the way full just yet, but after two more trash can's worth, it will be. Misses Newell unlocks the lid locks and then tapes the can lid off and sets it aside. Christian hears the lid come off and struggles to move as many of the very tightly packed diapers from away from his face as he can. As he moves some of the diapers away from his face, a few of the diapers fall out onto the other side of the can falling out onto the ground.

Mommy Newell: OH honey...you made a mess by doing that.

Misses Newell bends over and picks up the diapers that had fallen out onto the ground and tosses them back into the can.

Christian: Sorry mommy, but I need to know what is happening and I need to hear you too. HEY! Mommy! STOP! Don't put those open wet diapers over my face!!!! Now I can't see you!!!

Mommy Newell: Honey, I have to. that is where the most amount of room is, around your head. I have two cans full of diapers that need to go in there, and I have to make them fit. I wish there was another way and that we didn't have to do this, but there is no other way. I am sorry sweetheart, it HAS to be this way.

Christian: (unhappy that Mommy Newell just flopped an open, wet, Luvs diaper across his face then tossed a bunch of half open Pampers, Parent's Choice and Cuties on top of the Luvs diaper.) UUUH! The diapers are wet and messy mommy!!! HEY! Those wipes are COLD! Mommy! I have part of a wet diaper sticking into the front of my diaper. Can you get it out please????

Mommy Newell: Sorry hun, once you are in there, I am not going to touch you. You will just have to deal with it. Your father is going to load the burn barrel again this weekend. Your father and I have been talking and we both have agreed that it would be best if we bathed you and your diaper in Diesel fuel. We haven't quite decided if we are going to shower you in it or if we are going to dip you in it then put you into the barrel. Your father said that the more diesel fuel you are soaked with, the better. He was even talking about taking you out and pre-soaking you in a plastic, Rubbermaid container with your diapers before tossing you and the diapers into the burn barrel. I just wanted you to know what was going to happen to you this weekend. We both are sorry that it has to be this way.

Misses Newell then presses hard against the diapers that are against his face and head to pack them down as much as possible. Then she presses down very hard around Christian's pelvis and diapered area to make more room for more diapers.

Christian: UUUUUH! (Couch, Couch!) MOMMMMMY! STOOOP! UUUUUH! Why do you keep pressing down so hard!!!! You just made more stuffing come out of my diaper!!!!!

Mommy Newell: Before I forget sweetie, You will get one last bottle six hours before your father loads the burn barrel. If you want, we can give that last bottle to you once you are in the barrel but then we will have to wait until you fall asleep to finish loading it. Which do you prefer?

Christian: Give me the bottle after I have been loaded please mommy. By the way, do you care what I do with or to any of these diapers? Could you change my diaper please? You could use one of these diapers from the can to put on me......

Mommy Newell: No sweetie, I am not going to change your diapers. You will just have to wear what you have got on and no I don't care what you do to and with the diapers in there. Have fun, do what you want with them.

Mommy Newell then starts to toss in a few of Christian's blue diapers that have red sticky stains in them. Christian hears the crinkling of the plastic as they are tossed in.

Christian: Mommy? Are those my blue diapers????

Mommy Newell: Yes sweetie, they are.

Christian moves the Luvs diaper and the ones on top aside a little and sees that the diapers are stained with Kool-Aid red stains.

Christian: those look like they got Kool-Aid spilled all over them....

Mommy Newell: We used a few of them to clean up some spilled Kool-Aid in the kitchen. They are trash now.

Misses Newell presses the diapers down again going around in a circular motion. Then she tosses in some more of Christian's blue diapers around Chris' head packing them down well.

Christian: (Mumbling and sputtering) Blah, fffft! MOMMY! UH! STOP THAT! You are pressing the wet diapers against my face!!!!

Mommy Newell: I have to make more room hun, this has to be done this way! AL...MOST there sweetie.

then Misses Newell tosses in some of Chris' old onesies and a few more of his old clean cloth diapers she found in a bag in the back of his closet. Then she packs the load down again and then tosses in Chris' plastic lined blue cargo shorts and some of his Pampers that had fallen out and got wet in the Kool-Aid spill from his diaper bag that was going to be tossed in anyhow. then the last items to be tossed in where Chris' two fully stocked diaper bags. Then Misses Newell pushed down on the two bags before reaching down and putting the lid back on and then she put the lid locks back on and then left to go back inside.  

Friday-6:00 pm:

Daniel has come home from work and has had at least an hour of lounging time to settle in before he has to take care of a few household chores. While he was outside, Daniel went over to the trash can, unlocked the lid and then took the lid off and set it aside. He looked into the can and saw how full and well packed the load of diapers, onesies, clothing was.

Daniel Newell: Honey? How full did you say the can was????

Misses Newell: I didn't say how full it was.

Daniel Newell: It's time to load the burn barrel tomorrow. I thought I saw one of the trash cans full of diapers.

Misses Newell: Yea....there are actually two full cans in the house.

Daniel Newell: how come you didn't tell me the pails were that full?

Misses Newell: You know how I don't like to bother you on your working days, I try to leave that to the weekends when you are here and have time off.

Daniel Newell: I am going to get RIGHT on this tomorrow as early as I can. I will start with the cans inside first and then see where we are.

Misses Newell: Thank you honey. I know you will. (Goes over to Daniel and kisses him) MMMUUUAH!

Saturday morning-8:30 am:

Daniel, Misses Newell and the kids are up early. The kids have been watching cartoons and educational shows on TV while Daniel and Misses Newell were busy taking showers and getting dressed. Misses Newell has changed two wet diapers when she first woke up and the diaper trash can was full now. Once Misses Newell got dressed, she went out to the kitchen to get the coffee started and then she began to make breakfast. Once Breakfast was over and the dishes were in he sink, Daniel stood up and took his cup of coffee and went outside to start chopping some wood and kindling. After the breakfast dishes were in the dishwasher, misses Newell came outside to help stack the wood and kindling near the burn barrel. Once all of the wood and kindling was chopped and ready, both misses Newell and Daniel went over to the full diaper trash can and the two of them each took one of the handles and picked the very heavy can up and brought it over closer to the burn barrel. Then once the can was put down, misses Newell removed the lid locks and then removed the lid.

Christian: Who is there? Is that YOU mommy?

Mommy Newell: Yes sweetie.

Christian: Are you putting more diapers in here?

Mommy Newell: No hun, it's time for your disposal. Your father is going to put you into the burn barrel in a little bit. I...am so sorry that it has to be this way. Mommy wishes that we could find someone to take you.

Christian: NOOOOO MOMMY! PLEASE!!! PLEASE!!!! Don't dispose of me!!!! PLEASE!!! I don't WANNA go into the burn barrel!!!!

Daniel Newell: Did you give him his last bottle yet?

Misses Newell: No, He wants to be awake until after you get him and the diapers loaded....

Daniel Newell: Oh.....ok then....

Daniel starts to take some of the diapers from the can Christian is in and drops them down into the bottom of the ashy and sooty burn barrel. Misses Newell starts to help toss in some of the diapers into the burn barrel as well. Soon, half of the can has been emptied into the burn barrel and the burn barrel is getting full. there are still a few diapers on top of poor Christian in he diaper trash can waiting to be loaded into the burn barrel. Daniel and misses Newell begin to load in some of the kindling and the logs before dousing and splashing some diesel fuel onto the diapers.

Christian: Mommy! Mommy! Am I going in next?

Misses Newell: Sorry hun, the burn barrel is full now. You will just have to wait for tomorrow when your father can do another load. I have more diapers to put into the can you're in.

Misses Newell grabs one of the handles and drags the half empty can over to where it was on he porch.

Christian: MOMMY! I have padding falling out of the legs of my diaper and it is getting drier and crusty now. I need to be changed mommy!

Mommy Newell: Sorry hun, I am not changing you. you can stay in that one until tomorrow when you and the diapers will go into the burn barrel.

Misses Newell starts to empty the diapers from the large and tall trash can. The diapers start to tumble into the can and as they do, misses Newell starts to pack them down, pushing down on them and spreading them out in the can.  

Christian: MOMMY! MOMMY! Some of those diapers are my LUVS, Huggies Overnights and my Pampers diapers!!!! Some of them still look clean.

Misses Newell: Yea, some of your diapers fell out and got a little wet during a spill. So now they are trash. Sorry, but they are ruined now.

Misses Newell tosses in an open package of semi wet clean disposable diapers that got wet in a spill of Kool-Aid.

Christian: Can I try to change myself into one of these diapers mommy?

Mommy Newell: Sure. I don't care what you do with the diapers that are in there.

As misses Newell continues to empty more diapers into the trash can, she comes over to the area of the can where Christian's head is and starts to empty the diapers into the can all over his head, packing them down and continuing to empty diapers until the can was empty.

Christian: UUUH! MOMMY! STOP! NOT all over my face mommy! Some of those are stinky messy diapers!!!!

Once misses Newell was done emptying the diapers into the can, she put the lid back on and then put the lid locks back on. It got dark and smelly in the can once again.

Mommy Newell: See you tomorrow hun.

Christian wasn't able to sleep the whole night knowing that he was going to be next in the burn barrel tomorrow. He did manage to change himself into a drier diaper from the load that misses Newell had dumped into the can. While he couldn't sleep, he decided to play with the new wet diapers in the can that were now pressing against every inch of his little body. The sounds of crickets chirping and the occasional sound of a car or truck driving by was heard by Christian throughout the night. Before too long, it seemed that the world around him had certainly became a lot more active.

Sunday Morning-10:00 am 

It wasn't that long before Christian heard the familiar sound of the sliding door open and two sets of heavy footsteps and the sounds of misses Newell and Daniel coming outside to get the burn barrel ready. Christian heard the sounds of Daniel taking a couple of logs and then chopping them up into smaller pieces to be used as kindling and the sounds of misses Newell and Daniel talking softly as they worked to put the kindling and the logs closer to the burn barrel. This made Christian even MORE apprehensive and pensive. he began to get excited sexually too so he started to play with the diapers again in the can. As he was JUST about to cum for the second time, Someone opened the lid and then the can began to shake as it moved. Then it thumped as it was put back down again. This startled Christian but it didn't make him stop trying to finish cumming into his diaper. Suddenly, two sets of hands began to take large loads of the diapers out of the can.

Christian: HEY! I was playing with those!!!!! Can I have those back please????

Mommy Newell: Certainly sweetie, when you are in the burn barrel.

Christian: NOOOO! Mommy! Wait! I am not READY to go in there yet!!!

As the last two loads of the diapers that were covering Christian were taken off of him except for the three wet Pampers, Luvs and Huggies overnights diapers that had belonged to him and the packages of the Pampers, Luvs and Huggies overnights diapers that had been thrown into the can the day before, that were still laying on top of Christian's chest and diaper, Daniel came over to the can, leaned down into the can, he then shoved his hands underneath Christian and then began to pick him up and out of the can with the packages of diapers still laying on him, in a cradling manor.

Daniel Newell: I'm sorry son, it's time for your disposal now. I am sorry to say but it HAS to be this way.

Christian: But Daddy! Can't I finish cumming into my diapers????

Daniel Newell: (Raising an eyebrow and turning to look at his wife with a 'what...ever" look on his face.) I don't care WHAT you do in there. When it's time to light the trash, you'd better be done....

Daniel then lays Christian into the burn barrel on his back and then stands back up and then he and misses Newell continue to toss in diapers from the trash can until the trash can was empty and the burn barrel was full.

Daniel Newell: Honey, can you get Christian's last bottle and give it to him please and I will go and get the five, five gallon cans of diesel fuel brought over there...

Misses Newell: Sure.

Misses Newell goes into the house and then goes to the refrigerator and then takes out the whole milk and the Hershey's Special Dark Chocolate Syrup then she goes to the cabinet and then takes out one of Christian's bottles and begins to make chocolate milk. Then she adds the Sleeping medicine before she puts the lid on the bottle and then she pinches the nipple and then shakes it to mix everything well. Then as she is shaking the bottle, she puts the milk and the chocolate syrup away and the sleeping medicine away then walks out of the kitchen and back out through the sliding porch door and then over to the burn barrel. Daniel was just bringing the last of the five, five gallon cans full of diesel fuel over near the burn barrel when she walked up to the side of the burn barrel.

Mommy Newell: Here you go sweetie, I promised you that i would give you a last bottle on disposal day...it's got your favorite chocolate in it.

Christian: Thanks mommy! I feel so....relaxed already...every time I drink a bottle, I always seem to fall asleep.

Misses Newell cocks her head sideways a little and smiles.

Daniel Newell: (Putting the last two cans of diesel fuel down) Honey, can you get Christian stood up while I pour diesel fuel all over him so we can get him nice and soaked well?

Misses Newell: (To Daniel) Sure.... (To Christian as she bends down to help Christian stand up) Sweetie? I need you to stand up so that your father can give you a shower in diesel fuel. I'm sorry we have to do this but we have to make sure you get a lot of it all over you.

Christian: Is that going to burn and hurt me when daddy does that???

Misses Newell: maybe...but we have to do it this way hun. I'm sorry.

Christian: (standing up and holding onto his bottle with the nipple still in his mouth) Mommy? Do you HAVE to do this???

Mommy Newell: (Taking Christians Bottle for a little bit while the diesel fuel is poured all over him) Yes sweetie. now stand there and try to be brave ok?

Christian: I will TRY mommy!

Mommy Newell: Close...your eyes hun....here it comes....

Then Daniel goes over to the burn barrel holding the can of diesel fuel with the pour spout open and pointed over Christian's head. As Daniel began to pour the diesel fuel over Christian's head, his hair became soaked with the oily fuel as it also began to run down his head, dripping and running down his chest, belly and then down into his diaper. Christian's diaper began to soak up the diesel fuel and as it did, his diaper began to slowly bulge until it began to leak diesel fuel and pee. Christian closed his eyes and as the diesel fuel showered down all over him and his body, he began to feel cold and wet and slimy. then Daniel poured some of the fuel right into Christian's waistband of his diaper soaking it well. Then Daniel started to smear the diesel fuel all over Christian's body making sure that the oily fuel was all over Christian from head to toe and everything between. Then Daniel was done, he turned to his wife.

Daniel Newell: Honey, Can you help sit him back down in the barrel please?

Misses Newell: (Going over to the barrel and helping Christian lay back down in the barrel) Christian sweetie....time to lay down now....OK? (turning around and grabbing Christian's Bottle and giving it to him, then as Christian laid down on the soaking diapers, misses Newell begins to cover Christian with a lot of the diapers.) Here you go sweetheart. Take your bottle. everything will be alright in just a little while. then As Christian continued to drink his bottle, Daniel and misses Newell began to put the kindling into the barrel before putting a couple of the larger logs in.

Christian: (Feeling really sleepy and groggy) Mommy? Do....you.....have...to....put the wood...in here? There are already dirty diapers in here as it is.....

Misses Newell: Yes hun. As soon as you are asleep, we will start your disposal....and the wood will help keep the fire going long and hot. Sweetie, Daniel still has to douse a little more diesel fuel onto the wood and the diapers before we will let it soak in and allow you time to fall asleep. Good bye and sleep well my son....I'm SO sorry, SO very sorry that it had to be like this.... (Starting to tear up a little)

As misses Newell started to cry, she decided she couldn't watch and or be there so she went over to Daniel, gave him a hug and then she left to go back into the house. Daniel came over to teh barrel with the second of the full diesel fuel and began to pour some of it onto the diapers and the wood, soaking everything and getting Christian even MORE soaked with the fuel.

Daniel Newell: Sleep well son....good bye....(Sniffling and wiping a tear from his left eye) I wished that someone would have taken you! I really didn't want to have to do this son....your mother and I loved taking care of you....but we can't afford to any more...I hope you find a better life in the after-life son....we love you....

Then Christian slumped as he fell asleep under the power of the heavy sleeping drug that was in his bottle that was still caught between his lips. Daniel took one of Christian's onesies and soaked it in diesel fuel and then with tears in his eyes....he lit the onesie and then tossed it into the barrel. The barrel erupted into an intense and hot flame! Daniel stood back and watched as everything began to burn rapidly in the immense heat. As the fire burned, Daniel began to open the bag of Christian's clothes and he wadded them up and began to toss them into the fire in the barrel until there were no more clothes, or even any of his cloth diapers or plastic pants left. Once everything was in the barrel and burning, Daniel went back into the house until the barrel had burned down and there was nothing but a cancle sized flame still burning and some hot, red, glowing embers left.

Daniel Newell: (To his wife) Well honey, there is nothing left. The last of them is finished.

Misses Newell: (Wiping tears from her eyes and sniffling) Are you sure that we tried EVERY single resource out there? Are we SURE that we didn't skip any way that they could have been sent to another family that could have afforded to take care of them? 

Daniel Newell: Honey, both boys are in a better place now....and yes honey bug, there was NO other...way. We did what we had to....what is done is done....

Daniel and misses Newell hug each other tightly.

The End.