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I had quite a few occasions where I was at friends’ houses as a kid and discovered they, too, wore goodnites.
This was probably because I’d always snoop through their drawers, closets and trash trying to find them.
Here are a few of those occasions that resulted in some lifelong memories: (yes these are very true)
—One friend was a couple years younger than me. He was in third grade I was in fifth grade at the time. I had just stopped wearing goodnites to bed, though still wet my bed fairly often.
I opened his top dresser drawer and found goodnites inside. I didn’t tell him I’d found them. I tried ti search his house to find the used ones he’d disposed of but couldn’t find any anywhere.
I kept trying to set up a sleepover to catch him wearing them. We kept having to reschedule. Finally we got one set up a few months later.
When he wasn’t looking, I dug through his overnight bag, only to find there were no goodnites inside.
Later during the sleepover I finally told him I discovered goodnites in his dresser a couple months earlier. He told me he doesn’t wear them anymore now. I was bummed.
—Another friend was my same exact age (we were two weeks apart in age) and we met in our first grade class.
The first time I was over at his house, I opened one of his dresser drawers and found goodnites.
I asked him “do you wear pull-ups?”
He tried to lie and say no, and I told him, “it’s ok I wear them too.”
He was really exited and said “you wear pull-ups too?!??”
I said yes, I really do.
We became really good friends and would often have sleepovers.
I would always wake up with a wet goodnite. But he never did.
Like seriously of all the years I’d known him and had sleepovers with him, I’d NEVER seen him wake up with a wet Goodnite. Evidently he must have needed them though because he wore them through at least the beginning of middle school. Still—just weird that throughout the probably 50+ total nights we’d spent together between Kindergarten and Fifth Grade, he never woke up wet. Maybe I brought him good luck lol.
Fast forward to summer after fifth grade. I was sleeping over at a friends house. This friend was my same age, and I’d known him since kindergarten. As it so happened, this friend also wore Goodnites (although he was only a very occasional wetter compared to me).
Neither of us—or our other friends—ever judged each other for wearing them. I think it’s actually sort of why we were such good friends. It’s was a common thing to bond over.
At the point of this sleepover I had been out of nighttime pull-ups for about six months because my parents wanted me to stop wearing them before I started by scouts. Despite being out of pull-ups at night, I still frequently wet the bed. Meanwhile my friend was still wearing them even though he rarely, if ever, wet the bed.
Anyway, I wake up in the middle of the night to find I soaked his bed. I was so embarrassed and called my mom to come pick me up. I didn’t even tell him I’d wet the bed. I just left.
That friend never talked to me again after that.
I lost a lifelong friend all over something that could have been prevented if I’d just been kept in nighttime pull-ups because I still needed them.
I relived that night (and still do) and often thought about “what if I’d just been truthful with him and asked him to borrow one of his pull-ups” “what if my parents never stopped buying them for me? Would I still have my best friend?”
—I didn’t even have to snoop around for this next one.
It was a month after my disastrous sleepover… later that summer, I went on my weeklong first Boy Scout summer camp with my new troop.
To my surprise, my tentmate had a package of Goodnites in his trunk and confessed he still we the bed. I’d been sharing tents with him the past five months and never knew! He still wet his bed every single night at this point. But meanwhile all this time he’d been keeping his sleeping bag dry because he wore protection for his bedwetting—while I (the occasional Bedwetter) was embarrassed and found out multiple times because I did not wear anything to prevent me from soaking g my sleeping bag… and those of the other kids next to me.
This again made me realize I could have totally still been wearing them this entire time and not been found out of made fun of.
This was probably because I’d always snoop through their drawers, closets and trash trying to find them.
Here are a few of those occasions that resulted in some lifelong memories: (yes these are very true)
—One friend was a couple years younger than me. He was in third grade I was in fifth grade at the time. I had just stopped wearing goodnites to bed, though still wet my bed fairly often.
I opened his top dresser drawer and found goodnites inside. I didn’t tell him I’d found them. I tried ti search his house to find the used ones he’d disposed of but couldn’t find any anywhere.
I kept trying to set up a sleepover to catch him wearing them. We kept having to reschedule. Finally we got one set up a few months later.
When he wasn’t looking, I dug through his overnight bag, only to find there were no goodnites inside.
Later during the sleepover I finally told him I discovered goodnites in his dresser a couple months earlier. He told me he doesn’t wear them anymore now. I was bummed.
—Another friend was my same exact age (we were two weeks apart in age) and we met in our first grade class.
The first time I was over at his house, I opened one of his dresser drawers and found goodnites.
I asked him “do you wear pull-ups?”
He tried to lie and say no, and I told him, “it’s ok I wear them too.”
He was really exited and said “you wear pull-ups too?!??”
I said yes, I really do.
We became really good friends and would often have sleepovers.
I would always wake up with a wet goodnite. But he never did.
Like seriously of all the years I’d known him and had sleepovers with him, I’d NEVER seen him wake up with a wet Goodnite. Evidently he must have needed them though because he wore them through at least the beginning of middle school. Still—just weird that throughout the probably 50+ total nights we’d spent together between Kindergarten and Fifth Grade, he never woke up wet. Maybe I brought him good luck lol.
Fast forward to summer after fifth grade. I was sleeping over at a friends house. This friend was my same age, and I’d known him since kindergarten. As it so happened, this friend also wore Goodnites (although he was only a very occasional wetter compared to me).
Neither of us—or our other friends—ever judged each other for wearing them. I think it’s actually sort of why we were such good friends. It’s was a common thing to bond over.
At the point of this sleepover I had been out of nighttime pull-ups for about six months because my parents wanted me to stop wearing them before I started by scouts. Despite being out of pull-ups at night, I still frequently wet the bed. Meanwhile my friend was still wearing them even though he rarely, if ever, wet the bed.
Anyway, I wake up in the middle of the night to find I soaked his bed. I was so embarrassed and called my mom to come pick me up. I didn’t even tell him I’d wet the bed. I just left.
That friend never talked to me again after that.
I lost a lifelong friend all over something that could have been prevented if I’d just been kept in nighttime pull-ups because I still needed them.
I relived that night (and still do) and often thought about “what if I’d just been truthful with him and asked him to borrow one of his pull-ups” “what if my parents never stopped buying them for me? Would I still have my best friend?”
—I didn’t even have to snoop around for this next one.
It was a month after my disastrous sleepover… later that summer, I went on my weeklong first Boy Scout summer camp with my new troop.
To my surprise, my tentmate had a package of Goodnites in his trunk and confessed he still we the bed. I’d been sharing tents with him the past five months and never knew! He still wet his bed every single night at this point. But meanwhile all this time he’d been keeping his sleeping bag dry because he wore protection for his bedwetting—while I (the occasional Bedwetter) was embarrassed and found out multiple times because I did not wear anything to prevent me from soaking g my sleeping bag… and those of the other kids next to me.
This again made me realize I could have totally still been wearing them this entire time and not been found out of made fun of.
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