No

"Oh fuck you! There's no way I'm wearing that diaper!"

You expect her to get really mad, but she just smiles. "Ooh, naughty words _and _not putting on your diapey? Well, John, that means 2 new rules!"

"Did you not just hear me? I'm not gonna--"Before you even blink, she grabs your arm and twists.

"Listen to me, John. Do you want to be out on the streets? Or, even worse, I could tell your big brother Andy about this?"

Oh no. Andrew would never let you live this down. Whimpering against the pain in your arm, you say, "Fine. What--what are the new rules?"

She smiles and releases your arm.

"Rule 6: Your name is no longer John. From here on out, I will only call you....JoJo. You will only respond to JoJo.

Rule 7: If you are not eating or speaking, you will have a pacifier in your mouth. It will be around your nec whenever you're doing one of these things, too. And, while we're at it, you will wear a bib while you eat.

Got that?"

You sigh, and then say "Yes, mommy"