Stand up and explain yourself.

Aware of how babyish you look, on the floor with your padded butt in the air, you get to your feet. "Your mother did this."

"What?" Amanda asks, looking you up and down.

"She said I need to be potty trained again." You explain. "As a girl."

"Amanda and Stephanie." Janet calls from downstairs, giving you a girl's name. "What are you doing up there? Don't keep Greg waiting."

You look down where her voice came from and see Greg staring right at you.