You walk up to the door an ring the door bell. Mrs Thomas opens the door for you. "Hey, Joe (or your name) come on in! Here are the kids!" She said gesturing towards them. There was Ryan who was 5, he was shy but kind. Then there was John, he was 7. He was energetic and seemed like he could barely stand still. Finally there was Max, he was the oldest at 11. He seemed like an average of his younger brothers. He wasn't very shy like Ryan but he wasn't filled with boundless energy like John. "Bye kids!" Their Mother exclaimed kissing them on their heads. "Johnny, Ry, you guys go play. I'm gonna explain everything to Joe over here!" "Explain what?" You asked as John and Ryan went to the play room.
"Well, Mom probably didn't tell you this but we have some problems with our... Continence." "Like what?" . "Well Ry wears diapers almost full time and Johnny is in pull ups." "What about you?" "I'm a bed wetter." He admits blushing. "Alright then, thanks for telling me!" You reply. He looked suprised at how casual you acted about this. "I'm used to babysitting special needs kids, and I've dealt with a lot worse then a bedwetter, a kid in pull ups, and a kid in diapers." He looked really grateful but then he asked "You're not even curious about why two of us are wearing some kind of protection full time." "Nope, I'm getting paid too much to care about that!" He smiled at you and then went to join his brothers when...
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