The Burn Barrel-the New Year's Resolution

                          The Burn Barrel-The New Year’s Resolution

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It was the early morning of Wednesday December 30^th. Misses Newell and Daniel Newell were just waking up, getting up, and going to change the kids.

Today was the day that Misses Newell was going to have a full day ahead of her. Today was also the day that she was going to have to dispose of five diapered people. MORE than usual….because their parents wanted to start the New Year out free and clear of the strife-causing financial burdens they called their disabled and diapered kids. Tyler was 19 years old but his body had not grown past the size of the average toddler size. His mother was a pretty and rich blonde woman about 5’8 with golden brown skin and sea-blue eyes that twinkled when you looked at them. She was rather authoritative and firm in her demeanor. She ALWAYS had to define how she wanted things done. Tyler had been coming to misses Newell’s home daycare for three years and he was an unusually heavy and frequent wetter.

THIS meant that he went through a LOT of diapers and that he had to have booster pads put into all of his diapers JUST to keep him relatively dry for the next 45 minutes. Tyler’s mom was a lot like a MUCH, MUCH younger looking version of Wendie Malick mixed with Kristin Chenoweth.

Misses Selleck arranged to leave her disabled child with Misses Newell so she could “Dispose” of him on New Year’s. Misses Newell had already collected the fee from the father who had specified that misses Newell make sure to also get rid of ALL of his prescription diapers due to the fact that they were to be treated like any other prescription by law…and be legally destroyed, clean or dirty….this also included all of his prescription special needs clothing and his stroller as well as the diaper bags. They were disposable diapers only family….and Tyler’s mom preferred to use Huggies overnites diapers on him with two booster pads in each diaper.  Tyler barely toddles around with a very, very fat looking diapered butt. He can barely put his legs together his diapers are so thick! Tyler was a very short, dirty-blonde boy with some natural dark-brown streaks in his hair. Tyler could talk up a storm if you let him. His quest of knowledge through questions was admirable! Tyler’s mom, Jackie, and his dad Preston, could no longer take care of him and still be able to live the celebrity lives they were going to in the next year.

Their resolution for New Year’s was to dispose of Tyler and all of his diapers to free them of the burden.

Misses Selleck was usually early when she brought Tyler to Misses Newell’s home Daycare. Misses Newell usually opened around 8 am Monday through Saturday not including holidays. At around 7:30 am, Misses Selleck rings the doorbell with Tyler in her hands. Misses Newell opens the door and greets them.

Misses Selleck: Hi there…..I know we are early, but I have to get to work on-time so I hate to drop and run, but I am almost running late.  I am going back to bring all of his six cases of diapers,  the two large black trash bags of his clothing and bedding as well as the three diaper bags we use for him, don’t worry, each diaper bag is already set up and has duplicate supplies in each one and eight diapers in each as well. I will be right back…..

Misses Newell: I completely understand Miss Selleck. Here…Tyler, how are you today? Want to go sit and watch some cartoons? Why don’t you go and sit over there and watch some cartoons for a while…I have to finish talking with your mom.

Tyler toddles and waddles like a duck over to the area where the TV is on with her own kids sitting there watching.

Misses Selleck: (coming into the doorway carrying two large cardboard boxes full of Tyler’s disposable diapers, the first two of six.) here are the first two I will be bringing in the next two next.

As misses Selleck brought in all six boxes and the bags of clothing as well as his stroller, the three diaper bags and his two large 3D printed diaper genie diaper pails, Misses Newell began to look at all of his stuff. Then Misses Selleck drags in a large thick, black contractor’s trash bag full of his stuffed animals and toys then she goes over to Tyler and kisses him good-bye and as she leaves, looks back at him just sitting there watching TV as usual.

Misses Selleck: I wish it didn’t have to be this way……Misses Newell? Will you be sure that he gets changed every hour and that he gets all of his onesies nice and dirty before you throw him into the trash? If they aren’t dirty at diaper changing time, toss them anyway…ok?

Misses Newell: I know, it will be hard on you two, doing this…but it is for the best. I will make sure that he gets his onesies really nice and dirty before we throw them away. Is that everything that you want to have thrown away?

Misses Selleck: Yep, that’s it….if he should ask for me or wonder where I am, go ahead and tell him that I paid you to do this…OK? He needs to know that….

Misses Newell: Sure…will do. Bye-bye, thanks for bringing him over all of these years.

Misses Newell watches misses Selleck get into her vehicle and leave before closing the front door. Misses Newell went over to the back sliding glass door and slid it open, then she started taking all of Tyler’s stuff and putting it out next to the daycare trash can on the back porch. Once she had finished that, she slid the sliding glass door closed and then carried the three diaper bags of Tyler’s over to a designated area where all the other diaper bags were. She put them all down and then went over to ask Tyler if he wanted something to eat or drink.

Misses Newell: (To Tyler) Tyler sweetie, would you like something to drink?

Tyler: Yes please. May I have some milk please?

Misses Newell: Sure.

Misses Newell takes Tyler’s bottle to the kitchen and then washes and rinses it out before filling it with milk. Then she brings it to Tyler and hands it to him. Tyler takes the bottle and then looks up at Misses Newell;

Tyler: Miss Newell?

Misses Newell: Yes hon?

Tyler: Why did mama bring all of my stuff here?? Am I staying here????

Misses Newell: Yes sweetie, you are…until it’s time for your disposal.

Tyler: Disposal??? You mean….you are going to…throw me away??? What do you do with our diapers????

Misses Newell: (Rolling eyes) Well, we throw them outside into one of the big trash cans on the back porch then, when the cans get full, we burn the diapers hon.

Tyler: Does that mean…that you are going to burn ME???? What about all of my nice, clean, comfy disposable diapers???? You aren’t going to burn them are you?

Misses Newell: Yes, I am afraid I have to sweetheart. I’m sorry to have to tell you all of this now, but sooner or later, you were going to find out.

Tyler: When are you going to throw me away???

Misses Newell: Sometime after nap-time. Why don’t you watch your cartoons for now and I will let you know when it’s time for disposal…ok?

Tyler goes back to watching cartoons for the next 30 minutes until the next few patrons arrive around 9:00 am. The doorbell rings and Misses Newell goes to answer it.

Tracy Bateman and her very thickly cloth diapered girl that can barely walk as well as

Pamela Jackson and her thickly wet diapered son Adam were standing there waiting to come in so they could drop their kids off and leave them with Misses Newell to be disposed of.

Misses Newell looks at the thickly cloth diapered butt of the girl and raises her eye brow because she HATES cloth diapers and thinks they are GROSS!

Misses Newell: Um, she is still wearing a cloth diaper…..aren’t you going to change her into disposables for me before you leave?

Tracy Bateman: (Girl’s Mom) Yes, I am. WE are running very late and I didn’t have time to change her this morning since waking up. SURE. Melissa….come here baby…I need to change your diapers before mama leaves…OK?

Tracy lays her daughter Melissa down and changes her diaper. While she is doing that, Misses Newell takes Ronnie Jackson over to sit with Tyler to watch some cartoons.

Tracy opens Melissa’s diaper bag, pulls out two booster pads with adhesive on the back to keep them in place inside the diapers, and a sweet smelling Pampers size six diaper and some baby powder. Then Tracy pulls Melissa’s frosted clear plastic pants down and off, setting them down right beside Melissa. Then she began to remove the snappies that fastened the four layers of semi-soaked toddler sized pre-fold cloth diapers. Once the cloth diapers were pulled down and out from under Melissa, Tracy opened up the fresh, new Pampers disposable diaper, then took the first diaper doubler/booster pad and removed the adhesive strip, then put it into the back half of the Pampers diaper. Then she removed the adhesive strip from the second booster pad and then stuck the booster pad into the front half of the Pampers diaper. Then once the diaper was ready, she lifted Melissa up slightly with one hand and slid the now super thick Pampers under Melissa with the other. Once the diaper was underneath Melissa, Tracy began to reposition the diaper so that it would be in the right place and fit well before she added a LOT of baby powder into the diaper an onto Melissa then she pulled the front of the diaper up and fastened the tapes.

Tracy: There you…go sweetie…..ALL nice…and comfy now……Say bye-bye to mommy now…MMMMMUAH! That a girl.

Then Tracy stood up, gathered everything that had come off of Melissa into one hand then she wrapped the plastic pants around the wet cloth diaper so she could hold it until she could find where the diaper pail was.

Tracy: Miss Newell? Where is your…diaper pail?

Misses Newell: You need to throw that away?  The diaper pail is in here…I’ll show you.

Misses Newell takes Tracy to show her where the diaper pail is so she can throw the wet cloth pre-fold diapers and the plastic pants away. Then the two women come back into the living room. Tracy and Misses Newell had been talking in low tones so that Melissa wouldn’t hear them as they stopped in the doorway between the living room and kitchen, they both looked at the kids sitting there, in their diapers and onesies all drinking their bottles and watching cartoons. As the two women finished talking, Tracy put Melissa’s diaper bag down and then left to go to work.

Melissa: Where did mama go???

Misses Newell: She left sweetie. She went to work.

Melissa: Is mama coming back after work?

Misses Newell: No, sweetie, she isn’t.

Melissa: Why…NOT???

Misses Newell: Well hon, your mama left you here so that I could throw you and your diapers away sweetie.

Melissa: YOU…are going to….throw ME…away????

Misses Newell: Yes, I am.

Melissa: What do you DO…with all of our…wet and dirty diapers????

Misses Newell: We burn them hon. We burn them in the burn barrel out back.

Melissa: What is…Burn mean????

Misses Newell: Don’t worry sweetheart, you will get to see what it means soon enough. Would you like some more milk to drink? Here…let me have your bottle and I will go fill it for you…OK?

Melissa hands Misses Newell her bottle and then Misses Newell goes into the kitchen to fill her bottle. Once she fills the bottle and puts the cap back on, she brings it back to Melissa and hands it to her. Melissa takes it and then quietly sits and watches cartoons. Just then, the doorbell rings again and Misses Newell goes to answer it.

Misses Newell opens the door and standing there are Jason, his mother Melanie, Trisha, and her mother Nadine, and Tasha, and HER mother Monica.

Everyone came through the doorway and into the house as Misses Newell welcomed them and closed the door. Misses Newell walks ahead of everyone and then turns around so to guide Jason, Trisha, and Tasha over to where Tyler, Melissa and Adam are quietly drinking their bottles and watching cartoons.

After about ten minutes, of talking with each of the mothers, the mothers leave their strollers and diaper bags and leave quietly so as not to disturb their kids.

A half-hour goes by and cartoons are now over. Misses Newell shuts the TV off and then gets everyone’s attention.

Misses Newell: OK, kids, gather round, it’s diaper changing time for most of you by now, then, once I’m done with that, we….are ALL going outside to play for a little while.

Adam? It’s your turn to get your diapers changed…come with me honey…..

Misses Newell takes Tasha and lays her down on the floor nearby and then unsnaps the snaps in her onesie. She notes that the onesie is wet in the back and along the leg elastics.

As misses Newell takes his dark pink onesie off, she sets it down in a heap next to her. Then, she opens one of her two diaper bags, and takes out a thick REARZ animal prints diaper. And four rather thick booster pads that Tasha’s mother told her to use in each and every diaper change or the diapers will leak. 

Once misses Newell gets the diaper out, opened and ready with the booster pads inside, she unfastens the tapes and then pulls the front of her diaper down. Then she opens the wipes container, and takes out a few wipes so that she can wipe her clean. As she uses each wipe, she drops them into the wet diaper each time. Then, when she is satisfied that she is clean, she slides the wet diaper out and sets it on top of her wet onesie. Then, she lifts Tasha up and slides the clean diaper under her and then puts her down into the thick fluffiness of the thick, cute, printed REARZ diaper. Then Misses Newell takes out the baby powder and then shakes a LOT of it into the diaper and also onto her before she puts the bottle of powder down and then grabs the front wings and pulls the front of the diaper up and begins to fasten the tapes. Once the diaper was fastened, she pulled Tasha up to a sitting position so that she could stand her up onto her feet. Once the diaper change is done, she then pulls Tasha up to a standing position and then gets her to sit near the sliding glass back door until she has changed everyone else.

Tasha: Miss Newell?

Misses Newell: Yes hon?

Tasha: Where do all of the dirty onesies go?

Misses Newell: In the trash with the dirty diapers.

Tasha: Why? I liked that onesie!!!!

Misses Newell: I know….you did sweetie, but…it’s trash now. You won’t be needing it anymore.

Tasha: I…won’t? 

Misses Newell: NO sweetie….Your mother called a little while ago on the phone. She and your dad have decided that they don’t want you any more. They told me to go ahead and just throw you away. It’s too bad too. You’re such a pretty girl.

Tasha: She…said that????

Misses Newell: Yes, she did. Now lay back for me so I can change your diaper…ok? That-a-girl…..

Tasha: Will I get any diaper changes when I am thrown away?

Misses Newell: I’m afraid not honey….

Misses Newell leans over and unfastens each tape holding Tasha’s diaper on then she pulls the front of her soaking wet diaper down. Then she gets her diaper bag and then takes out one of her REARZ-Spoiled-Safari diapers,

And then opens it up and puts it down on the floor. She then takes out the baby powder and opens the bottle, shakes a lot of it into the diaper, then pulls the wet diaper out and sets it aside before sliding the clean one underneath Tasha. Then she shakes some of the baby powder onto Tasha and then she pulls the diaper up and fastens the tapes.

Tasha: When will be my last diaper change???

Misses Newell: You have about three more changes left before it will be your last. I am going to change your diapers now every half hour, wet or not so to try to use up more of your diapers before it will be time for your disposal. I hope to have your last diaper as wet as possible before taking you out for disposal.

Tasha: How long will that be Miss Newell?

Misses Newell: Maybe after afternoon nap-time. Ok, go over there and watch TV so I can change Tyler now…ok sweetie?

While Tasha toddles over towards the TV and sits down taking her bottle and drinking from it, misses Newell attends to changing Tyler’s not-so-wet diaper.

Misses Newell: OK Tyler, its diaper changing time sweetie. Come lie down for me and I will change your diaper ok?  

Tyler: (toddling over to misses Newell and sitting down and then lying down on his back.) Miss Newell? I’m not wet yet though! How come I need to be changed?

Misses Newell: Well hon, we have to use up as many diapers as we can so I promised that I would change you every half hour to every hour, wet, messy or not.

Tyler: Will you dispose of me in clean diapers or will I have wet diapers on?

Misses Newell: Which do you want? I prefer that you be in wet diapers when it’s time for disposal but if you want clean ones on, we can do that.

Tyler: I want to be in dry diapers miss Newell. What if I wet my diapers while you are taking me to be disposed of? Will you change me?

Misses Newell: NO hon, I won’t. You will just have to stay in what you have on.

Tyler: Who is being thrown away first? Can I be thrown away first?

Misses Newell: Yea, I think we can arrange that.

Kyle: When am I going to be thrown away Miss Newell?

Misses Newell: After nap-time sweetie…..when your diapers will be wet.

Tyler: So….you want our diapers to be wet and or dirty before you throw us away?

Misses Newell: Yes sweetie, because I don’t like wasting clean diapers baby.

Tyler: Miss Newell? What are those two large white things over there that you put all of those dirty diapers into?

Misses Newell: What do you mean hon? OH…that….that is a large diaper genie. That was 3D printed for YOU and Adam. Your mom wanted me to make sure that you were put into one of the diaper genies with your dirty diapers for disposal…and I promised I would do that, so when it’s time for your disposal, you and your diapers will be going into one of those large diaper genies….your mom said that it was already partly full of some of your wet and dirty disposable diapers. The other one is empty and I will be filling it with Adam’s cloth and disposable diapers too for his…disposal.

Misses Newell had laid Tyler down on the floor and began his diaper change. She unfastened the tapes and then pulled the front of the slightly damp diaper out from under him and she set it onto his chest momentarily while she opened his diaper bag and took out one of his Huggies overnites diapers and one of his NorthShore overnight supreme diapers and then she opened the Huggies and then lifted Tyler up while Misses Newell expertly slid the Huggies underneath him, then she grabbed the bottle of baby powder and then shook a lot of it into his diaper then she put the bottle down and then she grabbed the front of the Huggies diaper and pulled it up and then reached around to the right side, pulled the right tape around and fastened it then she did the same to the left.

Then Misses Newell opened up the thick, white bulky and semi stiff NorthShore overnight supreme diaper and then lifted Tyler up again and slid the diaper under him before she pulled the front of the diaper up and fastened the bottom takes then the top tapes. Then Misses Newell took Tyler by both hands and got him to sit up while she took his onesie off.

Tyler: (Just after Misses Newell pulled the onesie off from around Tyler’s head)

Why are you taking my onesie off? What are you doing with it?

Misses Newell: Its trash honey…..it’s being thrown away with your wet diapers.

Tyler: Don’t I get another onesie???

Misses Newell: No sweetie, you are going to wear just your diapers from now on…that way I can change you faster and easier.

Tyler: But…But…what about the rest of my clothes???

Misses Newell: They are already in the trash sweetie. I’m not going to take them out now. They are going to stay in the trash outside. If you get cold, you can still use your crib comforter until it’s time for disposal. Now…..go over there and watch some TV while I change Adam’s diapers ok sweetheart?

Ok Adam, come over here please, it’s time to change your diaper hon.

Adam Toddles over to Misses Newell and Misses Newell lays him down onto his back then grabs his diaper bag and opens it up. Misses Newell notices that Adam’s mom had packed a lot of cloth pre-fold diapers, two pair of plastic pants and two dark blue onesies in one pocket of the diaper bag and six thick disposable youth-sized diapers as well as four Pampers Cruisers size seven diapers as well as two dozen booster pads along with the usual wipes and baby powder.

Adam’s diapers already had two layers of booster pads inside them making his diapers look and feel super thick and bulky. Adam’s diaper wasn’t that wet yet, but the center part was nearly saturated as Misses Newell unfastened the tapes and pulled the front of the diaper down. Misses Newell folded the front of the diaper down as she pulled the diaper out from under Adam.

Adam: Is my diaper wet Misses Newell?

Misses Newell: Yes hon, it is.

Adam: What do you do with my diapers?

Misses Newell: I…throw them away baby.

Adam: Even the…cloth diapers that are still inside?

Misses Newell: Yes sweetie, I don’t like cloth diapers! Their gross!

Adam: Does this mean that you won’t be using any of my cloth diapers inside my disposables like my mama does?

Misses Newell: No, I won’t. We use disposables here….and that is all you will get.

Adam: What are you going to do with my clean cloth diapers and plastic pants then?

Misses Newell: I am going to throw them away and then we will burn them in the burn barrel with you when it’s time.

Adam: Are you going to put some of my diaper doublers into my diapers to make them thicker????

Misses Newell: If you want me to…sure…I can do that.

Adam: Do I…HAVE…to be put into one of the Diaper Genies for disposal?

Misses Newell: NO, I can take you right out to the daycare trash and put you in there if you want. There will still be wet and messy diapers in there as well as some nice, clean and comfy ones in there too.

Adam: Will you be putting open wet and or messy diapers on me and my face while I am in the daycare trash can?

Misses Newell: Yes, of course I will. I will put the diapers in anywhere there is room hon.

Adam: Even on my face with the inner part against my face? What if I don’t want the diapers on my face?????

Misses Newell: It won’t matter, you’re going to be trash baby…..trash can’t complain.

Adam: What if my diapers fall off when you put me into that thing you burn the diapers in? Will you put them back on me?

Misses Newell: Probably not.

Adam: Will it matter if I have diapers on or not when you put me into the thing you burn the diapers in?

Misses Newell: No sweetie, it won’t.

Misses Newell pulls the diaper out from under Adam and then sets it aside without rolling it up. She then takes out one of the Pampers Cruisers diapers, opens it up, then starts to add two layered booster pads into the diaper.

Adam: If there are any of my diaper doublers still left, can you use them in my last diapers please? Can I get my cloth diapers in my disposables when it’s time for disposal please? PLEEEEASE???

Misses Newell: LOL….I will…think about it.

Misses Newell lifts Adam and then slides the thick Pampers with the two booster pads in it under him and then she puts him back down onto it. Then she opens the baby powder and then shakes a lot of it onto him and into the diaper before putting the bottle down and then grabbing the front of the thickened diaper and pulling it up. She then reaches around for the tapes as she pulls them each across the front and fastens them.

Misses Newell: NOW….for the next diaper……

Misses Newell opens up one of Adam’s thick NorthShore Supreme Overnight diapers and then she lifted Adam up again and slid the thick and bulky diaper under him. Then she pulled the front of the diaper up between his legs and then she fastened the bottom tapes on each side before fastening the top ones on each side. Then she helped Adam up to a sitting position so that she could take his onesie off. Once she got the slightly soaked in the crotch onesie off, she put the onesie with the diapers she had taken off of him and everyone else in the mounting pile.

Adam: HEY! That’s MY onesie!!!! I want it!!!! Can I have it back please?

Misses Newell: Sorry baby, it’s dirty and it’s going to the trash now along with all of the dirty diapers. I want you and everyone to be wearing just their diapers so that I can change you all faster and easier. If you get cold, I will find something of yours to wrap around you…OK?

Adam: What are you going to do with my clean onesies????

Misses Newell: They are going to be thrown away with your diaper bag and any diapers left over when it’s time for your disposal baby.

Adam: Can’t I……at least get to wear them first?

Misses Newell: I’m afraid not. It’s just easier to change your diapers this way….I’m sorry hon, but it has to be this way. I do have a lot of diapers to change at once you know.

Adam: What if I want to be thrown away earlier?

Misses Newell: I can do that if you want. Do you want me to baby?

Adam: If I say yes, does that mean that I can have whatever last diaper I want?

Misses Newell: Yes, it does….

Adam: Does that mean that I won’t be getting any more diaper changes or bottles or anything to drink after that?

Misses Newell: Yes, that’s exactly what that means. You would be doing me a favor too. It would cut down on the amount of diapers I’d have to change and the amount of times I’d have to make trips to a trash can to throw one of you away in. Would you do me that favor and say….yes????

Adam: OK…I want to be thrown away right after you get me into my last diaper then….but once I say that…what if I change my mind?

Misses Newell: It will be too late to change your mind…because once you choose that…I am not backing out and you can’t either. Are you SURE you want to do that?

Adam: What time is it now? What time is nap-time?

Misses Newell: Well nap-time is right after lunch usually. It’s…11:20 am.

Adam: Can I get two bottles of milk before I get taken to the trash please?

Misses Newell: Sure sweetie, after I am done changing you again. What diapers did you say that you wanted?

Adam: Can I have my cloth diapers inside my disposables please?

Misses Newell stops. She then picks Adam right back up and stands him right back onto his feet.

Misses Newell: No honey, I’m not going to use those on you. They are going into the trash now. You are going to have to go in there wearing what you have on.

Adam: But, But, But…..I want them on me! Can I play with them when I am in the trash?

Misses Newell: SURE! I don’t care what you do in the trash….

Adam: WAIT! Am I going out to the trash can…NOW????

Misses Newell: Yes, I am taking you right out to the daycare trash can for disposal. It’s time for your disposal.

Misses Newell picks up the piles of unrolled, wet and not-so-wet disposable diapers, plastic pants and onesies then takes Adam with her left hand in his right hand and then she walks him outside as he tries not to walk by resisting.

Misses Newell: (opening the trash can lid then putting the diapers, onesies and plastic pants in first.) OK Adam, time to get in…..here…let me open a few of those folded-over wet diapers for ya….it will be…softer for ya.

Adam: I change my mind…I want to wait until after nap-time.

Misses Newell: No sweetie, you will have PLENTY of nap-time in the trash can. You can either help me get you in there or I can PUT you in there. YOUR choice!

Adam looks up at Misses Newell then looks down into the can that is only a quarter of the way full and has quite a few open, wet diapers laying there, ready for him to lay on.

Misses Newell: (Smacking Adam on his thickly diapered butt) Come on, come on! I don’t have all day! Get in there……its trash time!

Adam raises his left leg and starts to put his knee over the top edge of the can as Misses Newell helps him in and then helps him lay down on his back inside. Then Misses Newell picks the lid up and then she puts the lid on quickly. She then quickly applies the trash can locks to the lid so that Adam can’t get out. Then she walks away back into the house. It becomes REALLY dark and a little cold in the can as thickly diapered Adam lays in the trash can on top of some open, wet disposable diapers, onesies and plastic pants. He gets a little cold and starts to shiver. After about two hours of shivering, Misses Newell comes back outside with one of the full diaper pails and two of his full bottles that she had promised he could have before he had been disposed of. Misses Newell unlocks the lid on the can and then lifts the lid. Adam Suddenly looks up at Misses Newell with squinting eyes due to the sudden brightness.

Adam: BRRRRRRRRRRR! I……IIIIIIIIT’s COLD out here!!!!!

Misses Newell: Well, I brought you some more dirty diapers. They ought to help keep you a little warmer I hope…..and here…before I empty this in there…here are the two bottles I promised you.

Misses Newell bends down and hands Adam his two bottles full of milk. Then she picks the heavy trash can up that is full of wet and dirty diapers and then empties it in on top of Adam. Then Misses Newell opens one of Adam’s left over packages of his NorthShore Supreme overnight clean diapers and starts to empty all of them into the trash can. Adam is in on top of the wet and dirty diapers. Then she takes Adam’s diaper bags from both of her shoulders and then drops them both in. This nearly fills the can ¾ of the way. Misses Newell then pushes down on the load of diapers in the can with almost all of her weight so to pack them all down to make more room.

Adam: HEY! UUUUUUUUUH! UUUUUUH! STOP that!!!! Stop pushing so HARD on the diapers!!!! You just made one of the diapers open up that is WET and it’s NOW stretched across my face with the wet part against my skin!

Misses Newell: Sorry Adam…..but I have to make more room for more diapers that I will be bringing out here…..You and Tyler will be the first ones to go into the Burn Barrel. I am probably doing a load tonight or tomorrow seeing as how I now have A LOT of trash to dispose of.

Adam: Do you care if I play with the diapers in here???? They feel and smell so…sweet!

Misses Newell: No, I don’t care….when it’s burn barrel time, you and your diaper that you are wearing, will be getting all…nice and soaked very well in diesel fuel…and you WILL be getting a nice bath in the stuff too. I sometimes use one of the wet diapers soaked in diesel fuel to wipe the stuff all over you….so that you will burn thoroughly….

Adam: Do you…HAVE…to get whatever that stuff is…all over me? WILL it be….cold????

Misses Newell: May…be…..but you won’t be cold for TOO long…..once I light one of your items of clothing and toss it in…everything will suddenly go up in flames…..and it WILL get REALLY, REALLY hot really fast!

Adam: When will you be bringing the rest of the wet and dirty diapers out here?

Misses Newell: After I get everyone else disposed of in the trash cans or trash compactors they are all going into.

Misses Newell finishes emptying the rest of the diapers into the can then she puts the lid on and reapplies the lid locks then she walks back into the house with the now empty trash can.

Inside the house, Misses Newell was just getting Tyler ready to put into one of the special 3D printed diaper genies that already have some of his wet and dirty diapers in it.

Once Misses Newell had changed everyone’s diapers, there was a pile of diapers and onesies that needed to be thrown away.

Misses Newell: Hey Tyler? Would you like to help me throw all of these onesies and diapers away hon? Come here sweetie and help me take all of these diapers and onesies to the trash cans for me…OK?

Tyler: (Toddling over to help Misses Newell. Misses Newell hands him half the pile and then she bends down and takes the other half.) Where are you taking all of these?

Misses Newell: I am taking them to this black trash can here….

The two arrive at the black trash can that is half way full and Tyler looks down.

Tyler: If I was being thrown away in this….would I have to lay on all of those open, wet, unrolled diapers miss Newell?

Misses Newell: Yes, you would hon…..Would you rather go in this or would you like to be thrown into your diaper genie?

Tyler: My diaper genie misses Newell.

Misses Newell: Ok then, after nap-time, you will go right into your diaper genie. When it’s full, I will pull the blue bag out and take it out to the burn barrel. It’s going to be…REALLY hot in there with no air circulating around….are you sure you want to go into your diaper genie still sweetie?

Tyler: Just throw me into whatever can you want to put me into.

Misses Newell: Ok sweetie. Its lunch time now hon, go to the living room and I will get your sandwiches ready for you.

Tyler: Thanks Misses Newell.

Misses Newell gets everyone lunch and then once lunch is over, everyone gets changed again and put down for a nap. While everyone is sleeping, Misses Newell takes all of the diapers she took off, to be disposed of outside in the daycare trash. Misses Newell opens the back sliding glass door and then steps out to the daycare trash can, releases the trash can lid-locks and then she opens he can and drops the small pile of folded over wet diapers into the can. She spreads them around inside because leaving them in the pile they were in would make closing the lid hard.

Adam: Hey, Miss Newell? When are you going to do the rest of my disposal?

Misses Newell: I am planning on doing a load tonight…..You will be first then it will be Tyler’s turn in the morning.

Adam: Can I…at LEAST get to sleep in this can overnight?

Misses Newell: I have too many diapers and too many diapered trash that needs to be disposed of now. So, I have to do more loads now….you still have a few hours left before it’s burn barrel time…..

Adam: Do I…..get…one…..final wish before I go into the barrel?

Misses Newell: May…be…what would you wish for as your last wish?

Adam: Can…I…think about it a little bit?

Misses Newell: Sure……but you only have about four more hours left…..when I come back to toss in a few more diapers, then you can tell me then and I will see if I can do it or not. Usually, I don’t care if you want anything or not but this time…..I might make an exception for you.

Adam: HEY! Do you HAVE…do put those wet diapers on my face like that with the wet sides facing me?

Misses Newell: I didn’t mean to, that is just the way they happened to land in the can. I also don’t want to see your face because it makes me feel bad that I HAVE to do this!

Then Misses Newell closes the lid again and re attaches the lid locks before she walks back into the house and closes the sliding glass door.

Inside the can, Adam starts getting horny. The sweet smells of the LUVS diapers that were in their prior to him being tossed as well as several Pampers diapers that were a little bit wet but not soaked completely were turning him ON! He decided to start rubbing some of the diapers across the front of his diapers to try to get himself off. As he keeps trying to get off into his diapers, he flips around onto his belly and starts to hump the inside of his diapers rubbing the outside of his diaper’s crinkly plastic backing against the diapers inside. As he moves back and forth and turns his head, his face ends up being forced into one of the wet inner liners that was now facing upwards. The more he moved, the more the diaper wrapped tighter and tighter around his head and across his face. Now, from the pressure of Misses Newell packing the diapers down to make more room in the can for more diapers, a few of the wet diapers had burst causing the gels and padding to get into Adam’s long brown hair. Adam now smelled like the diaper pail and now, his disposable diapers were wet too in two ways. Adam still felt horny and so he continued to hump the diapers in the can and the more he moved, the more wetness and some poo got on him around his belly and up his back near his neck from a couple of diapers that came open that had poo in them. The cold and sticky poo felt uncomfortable to Adam. But now that he was still horny, he didn’t care until he came hard into his diaper. Adam kept rubbing and rubbing his diaper as much as he could and JUST as he was starting to get closer and closer to cumming hard, Misses Newell opened the can lid.

Misses Newell: PEEEEW!!!!! It sure STINKS in there!!!! What did you DO? Pop some poopy diapers and get it all over you?

Adam: Yes…Misses Newell. It’s in my hair; stuck to my back and neck….and I have wetness from the open diapers all over my face and body now!

Misses Newell: Are you…having FUN enjoying your comfy diaper? I hope you will be done before its burn barrel time.

Adam: I don’t know….if I will be…..or not. The sweet smells of the wet Luvs and Pampers diapers in here are making me REALLY, REALLY horny!

Misses Newell: I…SEE! I need to pack the diapers down again so I can dump another trash can full of diapers in there…..here goes……

Misses Newell takes her foot and packs the diapers down as tightly as she can hear groans and moans from Adam down near the bottom of the can.

Adam: UUUUH! MAN! You just made some more wet padding get ALL over me and in my hair!!!! UUUUH! Now…it’s ALL dripping and oozing down my face!!!!

Misses Newell presses down again and more padding oozes from one of the wet diapers around Adam’s head. Then misses Newell empties a few of the diapers from the pail into the can Adam is in then she packs them down well before she dumps some more in, then she packs them down well before she empties the rest in packing the diapers down well.

Adam: Now look at me!!!! One of those…..soft and soaked Honest diapers burst all over my head! The open Pampers that I have wrapped around my head now….has all of that wet gel leaking into it and onto me!!!! LOOK at all of the wet LUVS diapers in here! They are open and pressing all over me every time you press down!! The wetness is getting all over me now!

Misses Newell shutters at the image of that in her head.

Misses Newell: Have you decided on what you want your last wish to be yet?

Adam: Yes Miss Newell. I have a few requests that are all related. I want to be soaked in Diesel fuel then allowed to soak for an hour before you…light up my life. Next, I want my sock monkey with me in here while I’m soaking and waiting for you to light things up. Since you are tossing my NorthShore Supreme overnight diapers in here, can you just toss the whole package in here with me please and open one of the packs and toss the diapers in here so I can have some play time with them before my face lights up?

Misses Newell: I think I can do all of that….

Misses Newell puts the empty can down and then picks the lid back up and puts the trash can lid back on, locking it.

Adam: Miss Newell? You still there????? Dang! It’s cold in here!!!!

Misses Newell walks back into the house and slides the glass door closed. Inside, Misses Newell puts the empty can away and then goes to wake everyone up from nap-time. Tyler has nearly soaked his diapers now and misses Newell takes Tyler over to the diaper genie to get him put into it.

Misses Newell: Hey…Tyler, sweetie…..time to wake up. It’s time for your disposal now. Come with me sweetie. 

Tyler:  Huh? What? Wait…do I have to?

Misses Newell: Yes, time for your disposal baby.

Tyler: I don’t wanna go! Can I get my diaper changed first?

Misses Newell: No sweetie, it’s time for disposal. You can either come with me on your own or I can carry you. YOUR choice.

Tyler: (slowly standing up and stretching and yawning) AWWWWE! MAN! I need my diaper changed miss Newell.

Misses Newell takes Tyler’s left hand and jerks him over to the large diaper genie that already has some of his wet and dirty diapers in it. Tyler stands right next to it looking at it with a confused look on his face. Misses Newell opens the flip-top lid and then picks Tyler up and then starts to insert his legs first into the opening.

Tyler: WAIT! WAIT! I don’t wanna go in there! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! Let me OUT! PLEEEEEASE!!! It…STINKS in here!!!!!

Misses Newell gets Tyler put all the way into the custom 3D printed diaper genie and then she closes the lid and walks away. Misses Newell goes over to Tasha and takes her by the left hand.

Misses Newell: Tasha baby, it’s time for your disposal now. Come with me into the kitchen sweetie.

Tasha: It’s time already???? Where are you taking me????

Misses Newell: I’m bringing you into the kitchen where our trash compactor is.

Tasha: WAIT! You are going to put me into…..the…TRASH compactor????

Misses Newell: YEP! You’re going into our trash compactor hon….I’m sorry but it has to be this way. There is no other place to put you for the time being, so this is where we put some of the trash and since you are being disposed of now, you are trash and trash goes into the compactor.

Tasha: There is…yucky messy and wet diapers as well as food pieces in there!!! What does….this thing DO????

Misses Newell: It’s going to crush everything inside I’m afraid, sweetie. It has to be this way…I don’t like this any more than you do. I wish it could be different.

Tasha: How long do I have to be in here???

Misses Newell: Until its full sweetie.

Tasha: Will this thing make my diapers get ruined?

Misses Newell: What do you mean?

Tasha: Will this thing make my diapers pop and the stuffing come out?

Misses Newell: Yea, maybe. Ok, get in there hon….ok…now…get comfy…..are you….comfy? OK….I’m going to close this drawer now and then I have to run a couple cycles of the compactor…..it’s going to be tight.

Misses Newell slides the compactor closed then she leans over, selects a cycle and then hits the start button then she walks back into the living room where Melissa is sitting on her nap-time mat on the floor.

Misses Newell: Melissa sweetie, it’s time for disposal now. Come with me baby, lets go get you disposed of…shall we hon?

Melissa: AWWWWE! Miss Newell! Can I wait for just a little longer please?

Misses Newell: NO, I’m afraid not sweetie….I know it must not be easy to have to go through all of this, but it has to be done. It will be ok hon…..

Misses Newell takes Melissa by her right hand in her left hand and she leads her over to the black trash can that was just emptied. The two arrive and are now standing next to the can.

Misses Newell: OK sweetie, I know the can is empty now, but….there will be more trash being tossed in there today, tomorrow and the next day. It’s going to be fine sweetie. Now…get in the can sweetie….I will help you in…ok…there…one leg….ok…now the other….that-a-girl…now…..sit or squat down in there for me……theeeeerrrrrrreeee…..now stay down in there for me and don’t try to get out….ok hon?

Melissa: How long will I have to be in here miss Newell?

Misses Newell: Until it’s time to go out to the burn barrel sweetie.

Misses Newell puts the lid back on and then walks back into the living room.

The doorbell rings and misses Newell goes to answer the door. Misses Newell opens the door and sees Stephanie and her mom standing there holding the handles of Stephanie’s stroller that Stephanie was in.

Miss Newton: Hi Misses Newell, Sorry we are late, I have to go to work at 4 and traffic was bad!

Misses Newell: Its ok…. What have we here? Are you here to be disposed of?

Miss Newton: Yes, unfortunately, we have decided that we can’t afford to diaper her any longer…..with all that is going on in the world with the one world order being implemented, and everything going to hell in a hand basket……we can’t afford her any longer…..here is the $10,000 money order. I KNOW you said you would dispose of her and her things for $5,000, but seeing as how you probably have your hands full at this time, my husband added another $5,000 of his money so that you will take her and all of her diapers. I brought you four cases of her clean packs of NorthShore Overnight Supreme diapers and four boxes of Pampers Cruisers size seven and two cases of her thick diaper doublers that I want you to use at EVERY diaper change…..as we agreed.

Here are also her two dozen pre-fold cloth diapers in this box and six pair of her printed plastic pants (setting box down.) and in THIS trash bag, are her two dozen onesies and footed sleepers. They are all clean too and ready to wear…..

Stephanie honey, Mommy is going to leave you here with Misses Newell. She is going to dispose of you. I won’t be back for you sweetie. Misses Newell knows just what to do with ya. MMMMUAH. Mama has to go now….byyyye babyyyyy!

With a kiss, Stephanie’s mom leaves. Stephanie is still wearing her soaking wet and saggy cloth pre-fold layered diapers and printed plastic pants that her mother didn’t have time to change from when she woke up.

Misses Newell: Stephanie sweetie, did your mother change your diaper before she brought you here? Do you need a diaper change hon?

Stephanie: (In a coy and shy voice with her left index finger in her mouth) Um…yes miss Newell. No, I didn’t get changed. I need one Miss Newell.

Misses Newell: Did you mommy leave you any clean diapers in your diaper bag? Let me look. (opens the diaper bag and then starts pawing around inside looking for any disposable diapers) Looks like your mommy forgot to put more disposable diapers into your diaper bag hon. That’s ok. I can give you one of ours.

Misses Newell goes and gets one of the Honest diapers that she has and returns carrying the diaper in her right hand. Then Misses Newell takes Stephanie’s hand and then leads her over to the area she is going to use to change Stephanie’s diaper.

Then Misses Newell stops and thinks for a few seconds and realizes that Stephanie can be taken out to the daycare trash can wearing the wet diaper and plastic pants she already has on.

Misses Newell: On second though, I don’t want to mess with those…nasty cloth diapers. You will just have to wear what you have on. Its disposal time hon…..I’m going to take you RIGHT out to the burn barrel because it’s time to do a load of dirty diapers and trash.

Stephanie: WAIT! I just GOT here! Can’t I stay around for a bit longer?

Misses Newell: NO sweetie, I’m afraid I have too many of you to dispose of and there is no more room in the trash for you. I am about to do a load of diapers and another diapered boy in the burn barrel. You and he can be disposed of together. Isn’t that nice?

Just then, Daniel gets home and then walks through the front door and closes it.

Daniel Newell: (Walking into the front room and looking around and not seeing anyone he goes to the backyard) Hey honey, there you are. How was your day?

Misses Newell: Busy. I have a LOT of diapered people to dispose of! Would you care to help me with these two?

Daniel Newell: SURE babe, who do we have? (Rolling his sleeves up)

Misses Newell: Adam….is in the daycare trash can and this is Stephanie.

Daniel Newell: I’m sorry kido, but I am going to have to take your clothes off so my wife and I can soak you in diesel fuel.

Stephanie: Are you taking my diapers off too?

Daniel Newell: NO…you can leave those on…I am just going to soak them well in fuel first before I get you loaded into our new incinerator.

Stephanie: What are you going to do with my clothes? That is my favorite onesie and my favorite dress.

Daniel Newell: Sorry, they’re trash now.

Daniel takes the girl’s dress off and then removes the onesie before he tosses them right into the nearly empty bottom of the barrel. Then Daniel goes to the shed and gets the four cans of diesel fuel and carries them out to near the barrel then sets them down. Then he goes back to the shed and comes out with some old ragged and torn up cloth diapers that he had saved from Christian and Hunter’s batch of old cloth diapers to use as rags.

Stephanie: What are you going to do with those cloth diapers?

Daniel Newell: I am going to use them to wipe the diesel fuel all over you so that I can make sure that you have it all over you. You won’t burn well without the fuel all over you. I might choose to soak you in a tub full of the fuel for a while first so that you and your diapers will burn better. Honey? Can you switch with me please? I will take care of Adam…and you take care of Stephanie….is that cool?

Misses Newell: SURE! I promised him I’d soak him in a bath of diesel fuel for his disposal. He requested it so I will do it. Maybe these two can soak together…..Or should we put them in separately?

Daniel Newell: Well, I can put her into the daycare trash can for a bit while he is soaking then when he comes out, he goes into the incinerator and waits until she is done soaking. This will give us time to gather all of their stuff and load it into the incinerator.

Stephanie: What…..is going to happen?

Misses Newell: (Coming over to Stephanie) Well hon, you get to go and spend some time in our daycare trash can until the boy in there is done soaking in diesel fuel.

Misses Newell takes Stephanie’s left hand in her right and leads her over to the daycare trash can. She opens the lid and then drags the can over closer to the new incinerator barrel. Then Misses Newell starts to toss dirty diapers into the barrel that are on top of Adam so that she can get Adam out and get him started soaking in the trough that Daniel is now filling with diesel fuel.

As more and more of Adam’s almost naked body is uncovered, Misses Newell fills the incinerator. Then, once enough of Adam is accessible, she reached in, picked Adam up under his arms and then set him down on the porch. Then she took Adam’s left hand in her right and led him over to the trough.

Adam: HEY! Where are you TAKING me????

Misses Newell: To be soaked in diesel fuel for disposal hon.

Adam: WAIT! I thought I had…more TIME!

Misses Newell: Sorry Adam, but it’s time to get you ready for the burn barrel. You asked me to soak you in diesel fuel, so now…it’s time. Get in hon….I’ll help you.

Adam: (putting one foot in and testing the temp) BRRRR! It’s COLD!

Misses Newell: I KNOW sweetie, but I need you to hurry up and get in. The sooner you get in, the faster I can get you into the burn barrel.  

Adam gets his foot in and the diesel fuel feels oily and cold as he makes the attempt to swing his other leg over the tall sides. Misses Newell helps Adam lay down in the diesel fuel soaking his entire diaper and his entire body with the fuel. Then she starts to use one of the cloth diapers to bathe Adam with, dipping the cloth diaper into the diesel fuel then rubbing the fuel-soaked cloth diaper all over Adam as if giving him a bath.

Adam: How come you have to put this…slimy stuff all over me like this???

Misses Newell: Because, it will help you burn better once we start your disposal. I’m sorry baby, but we have to do it this way. I don’t like doing this any more than you like having it done to you.

Adam: Will I be going into that thing over there….when you are done?

Misses Newell: Yes, I’m afraid so.

Once Misses Newell is done giving Adam a Diesel Fuel bath, she helps Adam out of the trough and then gets him into the new burn barrel on top of some of the dirty diapers that were already in there.

   

Misses Newell: OK Adamisnky….time to get into the burn barrel for me…..ok…there ya go sweetie..in…ya go. OK, now can you lay down in there for me?

Adam: But…but….but…..do I HAVE…to lie down? Can I sit or stand?

Misses Newell: I’m sorry Adam, but its burn barrel time! I’m not changing your diaper!

Would you like some help getting into the barrel? Hey Honey, can you help put Adam into the barrel please? Get his other arm for me…yea…now…that’s it…lower him down in there…..ok….Adam, lay down on the diapers please…..hon, I need you to lay down in there so I can load more diapers in there. Then Stephanie will be put in there on top of the diapers that are on top of YOU. It’s JUST the way it HAS to be sweetie. Now….can you please lay down? There…that-a-boy. Now stay lying down in there for me for a bit while I get Stephanie ready…OK? I am going to put the lid on after I get these diapers loaded…be a GOOD boy for me while I do all that….OK?

Adam: Do I HAVE to? HEY! Those packs of diapers, those diaper bags and all of those…..onesies are MINE! Why are you bringing them over HERE????

What are all of those….CLOTH diapers, cloth training pants, plastic pants and diaper covers doing here???

Daniel Newell: They are going into the burn barrel and being burned man! They’re trash!

Then once Adam was fully loaded into the new incinerator barrel, Misses Newell came over and started loading diapers from two trash cans from in the house, on top of Adam.

Adam: HEY! PPPPFT! HEY! Don’t put those…wet and dirty diapers all over ME! STOP IT! PEW! They…STINK!

Misses Newell finishes loading as many diapers as she could into the barrel on top of Adam then she put the locking lid on for a bit while Daniel chopped wood for their disposal and while Misses Newell gave Stephanie her Diesel fuel bath.

Stephanie: Let me out of this can!!! It…STINKS in here!!!! I have nasty stuff ALL over me!!!!

Misses Newell: (Coming over to the trash can that Stephanie is in, opening the lid and sifting through the diapers until she finds one of Stephanie’s arms) OK sweetie, it’s time for your Diesel fuel bath. Ready?

Stephanie: Will you be cleaning me in that stuff like you did that boy?

Misses Newell: No sweetie, I will be soaking you and that…diaper you’re wearing in diesel fuel so that you will dispose of better when it’s time to start your disposal hon.

It’s now 12:30 pm and Misses Newell gets Stephanie out and takes her over to the trough to get her put into it so that she can give her a bath in diesel fuel before she loads her into the new incinerator barrel. Misses Newell gets Stephanie into the trough then she starts using another cloth diaper to bathe Stephanie in the diesel fuel. Misses Newell rubs the cloth diaper all over Stephanie’s body from head to toe…getting her head and hair soaked with the fuel last.

Misses Newell: OK hon, close your eyes, dip your hair in the fuel then it will be time to get out and then its burn barrel time.

Stephanie: WAIT! WAIT! I don’t wanna have this stuff all over me! Aren’t you going to get it OFF me?

Misses Newell: NO sweetie…..I won’t. That stuff will make you dispose of better and more thoroughly. We don’t want anything left. I’m sorry hon…but it MUST be this way.

Misses Newell gets Stephanie out of he trough, dripping and soaking wet. She takes her over to the barrel and helps her get in then helps her lie down inside.

Adam: UUUUH! UUUH! Stop STEPPING all over me! Get OFF me!

Stephanie: MOVE OVER! Give me some ROOM!

Adam: I can’t MOVE! There IS no more room!

Stephanie lays down and then misses Newell starts to load more clean and dirty diapers into the barrel on top of Stephanie and Adam making sure that all available space is taken up.

Adam: Hey! I thought I was being disposed of in my OWN load misses Newell! 

Misses Newell: (Looking down into the barrel and realizing that there would be more room for a few more diapers without Stephanie in there.) Sure sweetie....we can......do that...Stephanie hon, cone with me. Get back out of there for now, you will get to spend some more time in the daycare trash with what is left in there after I am done loading the incinerator barrel. For now, how about helping me load the incinerator with as many diapers as we can.....OK hon? 

Adam: Misses Newell? 

Misses Newell: (Taking an arm-load of loose, rolled and unrolled wet and dirty disposable diapers from the daycare trash can and dropping them all into the incinerator barrel on top of Adam as he talks) Yes sweetie? 

Adam: How much linger do I have to lay in here like this? 

Misses Newell: Oh.....not too much longer, about another hour or hour and a half. 

Adam: while I wait, can.....I play with the wet disposable and cloth diapers? 

Misses Newell: Sure sweetie, I don't care. 

Adam: Misses Newell? Can you do one last diaper check for me and tell me if my diapers are wet or not?

Misses Newell: Sure.....I can do that....

Misses Newell bends down on one knee and then reaches into the incinerator barrel and then uses her right hand to pull back the leg elastics in Adam's diaper near his butt, then inserts her left index and middle fingers and feels the inner liner for wetness also doing a visual condition check before making Adam turn over onto his back and let his legs dangle over the side of the incinerator barrel while she feels the inside front part of Adam's thick diapers.

Misses Newell: Yep! You're diapers are...nice and soaking wet and full of diesel fuel. Looks like you'll dispose if very well. (Misses Newell stands up, then tossed in some of Adam's nice, clean and still folded cloth diapers as well as give pair of his printed plastic pants from in his diaper bag before she removed the baby powder and wipes, then tossed the diaper bag into the barrel with six of Adam's clean and thick Northshore overnight diapers and six modified Pampers size six diapers still inside) 

Adam: