Once upon a time in the Roivas mansion, Roberto woke up one sunny morning and stretched in his bed. He yawned and felt excited to begin the new day. When he got out of bed, he felt a heavy load in his diaper. Roberto was a diaper enthusiast and an adult baby.

After putting on a fresh diaper, and his favorite housecoat, he trudged downstairs in his sandals to get some delicious mashed bananas for breakfast. He giggled as he wished for apple juice to drink…from his favorite plastic Elmo sippy cup. Maybe he could even have some mashed popcorn from the big Christmas tin of popcorn, which contained three mouth-watering flavors: sweet caramel, succulent cheese, and pungent butter.

He leapt into the kitchen, ready to be fed from his adult-sized baby seat…when he saw a big surprise…his eight best friends sitting in their OWN adult sized baby seats…and no seat for him!

"What is going on here!" he cried.

"Goo goo boo boo baby boo I want some foody baby yum yum num num daa daa soo goo mum mum eatty baby gurgle," agreed Anthony. Baby Karim and Baby Michael began to wail and slam their plastic-handled utensils on the baby high chair trays. Baby Edwin put a bowl of oatmeal under his blue bonnet. Baby Edward made a disgusting noise under his snappy terry-cloth trousers with ducks on them.

"Oh no! I am no longer an Adult Baby! I am the Adult Daddy!" sobbed Roberto as he picked up a disposable Adult diaper from the counter and began to change Edward. Baby Peter threw some of his mashed cheerios and peas at Baby Paul. Baby Paul began projectile vomiting on the wall. Baby Maximillian had almost finished chewing Roberto's favorite sippy cup into a big sticky chewy plastic nub. Roberto looked longingly at the tempting yuletide tin of delicious popped delights.

Finally, breakfast time was almost over, with most of the meal on the adult babies instead of in their mouths. That's when Roberto decided the AB's needed a bath. So he filled up the tub and let the babies crawl around in the giant AB playpen for a while.

Roberto filled the tub up with lots of fun Adult Baby toys, such as Ricky the vibrating soft rubber ducky with nubbins for pleasure, and his entire collection of swimmy sailor action figures with extra shorty shorts. When he went to check on his baby entourage, he smelled the air rife with foetor…everyone had soiled themselves! Even worse! Maximillian, Anthony, Peter, Edwin and Karim had removed their diapies and began to liberally smear their poos on each other! What a big smelly mess! Roberto picked the adult babies up and dumped them one by one in the bathtub!

The babies began to sob! They wouldn't stop! Roberto danced like a clown! Michael began to choke on his cries. Anthony tried to climb out of the tub. Edwin hid Sammy the Poop Chute Deck Mopper Man under his bonnet. Karim peed on himself, and then Paul vomited in the tub, so Roberto had to drain the tub, put the babies back in the adult baby playpen, clean the tub, bleach the tiles, and then start all over again! This made all the babies happy and giggly.

By the time he was done cleaning, the babies had made ANOTHER mess in the playpen that had to be scrubbed down, and Anthony had managed to mash raisins in his hair and was crying profusely. Michael had stuck a large square red crayon in his nose that wouldn't budge. Edward began crying for some "moo moo".

Back in the bathtub they went! Scrub! Scrub! Roberto made all the babies squeaky clean. Edwin threw a fuss when he wouldn't let Roberto remove his hat. Then Roberto began to drain the tub again. All the adult babies began to wail when they thought they were going down the drain! One by one, Roberto scooped a baby out of the tub, dried him, and re-diapered him. By the time the last baby, Maximillian, was out of the tub, the other babies had taken off their own fresh diapers and had taken to running around nude.

Roberto decided it was time for a nap. He scooped up the adult babies and tucked them all into the big gigantic adult baby crib.

"Baby wah wah googoo yummy food food food food food eat youm!" cooed Maximillan. Paul threw up on the floor. Michael chewed on the bars. "Wah wah!" no one would go to sleep! So Roberto read them a story. The story was about an Adult Baby who went to a giant gingerbread house. Before he was done, the babies were fast asleep. Roberto tiptoed downstairs to try and salvage some popcorn. He opened the big Santa tin and took a whiff…delicious and pungent! His mouth watered as he began to bring some popcorn to his mouth…when he heard some giggles from upstairs! He dashed up to the AB room to see the babies had once again wrenched free of their diapers and were now chewing on all of Roberto's favorite AB toys! Everything was now slobbery and sticky! And it wasn't even lunchtime!

Oh wait. It was.

Roberto herded all the babies back down stairs for some lunch…delicious mashed sandwiches with some milk to drink. Anthony would only eat from his favorite Cinderella spoon. Paul ate all of his lunch AND Karim's and promptly threw up on his tray again. Edward was being finicky. Edwin shoved his shoe under his bonnet. Maximillian wanted some steak, but then Peter reminded him that he was a baby, so Maximillian buckled down and ate the mashy baloney sandwich.

Roberto was just finished cleaning up dinner when there was a knock at the door.

"Oh look! There's a baby here to see you!" It was Baby Pious. Baby Pious immediately began chewing on Anthony's arm and mashed some more raisins in his hair. The other babies, under encouragement from Baby Pious, found Roberto's favorite game: the Jurassic Park board game, and rent the box apart. The dinosaurs and the game pieces became part of the babies' dessert! Roberto, upon discovering the wreckage was distraught to find that not even the T-Rex or Nedry were spared. Luckily, Edwin was hiding three plastic Raptors and 6 compys under his bonnet. "BAD BABIES!" yelled Roberto. The babies began to cry. Roberto sent baby Pious home for being mischievous. Peter began babbling, and for some reason, saying "pargon" repeatedly. To Roberto's dismay, Peter accidentally summoned a Trapper!

Roberto returned from the trapper dimension to find the babies had knocked over the delicious tin of seasonal popcorn. He tried to salvage the kernels, but it was too late. Karim had already urinated on them, turning them to mush. Fighting back tears, Roberto dumped the babies in front of the T.V. for some Teletubbies.

"TUBBY BYE BYE!" yelled the babies. Roberto woke up from his nap on the couch.

"I must have drifted off!" he wondered. Then he saw the disaster! The babies were tossing Roberto's OWN DIAPERS out the window! They were making a big pile on the grass outside. The 6 o'clock news was outside reporting on the neglected babies, in an obvious reliving of Lord of the Flies. Maximillian had been named the Piggy of the Twenty-First Century.

The police came.

"Roberto Bianchi, you are under ARREST for being a BAD DADDY and letting your babies make a big poopy mess and throw diapers out the window and eat unhealthy foods! YOU ARE A BAD DADDY! YOU ARE A BAD DADDY!" The police handcuffed Roberto and took him away in a paddywagon shaped like Pious' spine staff. Roberto cried all the way to the station, which was on an island. All the officers were bone thieves. As he was taken inside, a big bone thief began to lead him to JAIL. The thief said:

"ROBERTO! In JAIL you can NEVER BE AN ADULT BABY AGAIN!"

Roberto sobbed! He sobbed and sobbed!

He woke up in a puddle of his own tears. It was a beautiful sunny morning. He was wearing a big soggy diaper in his own bed in the Roivas mansion. Roberto's heart beat quickly. He ran downstairs to find his eight friends sitting at the normal breakfast table. A bowl of mashed bananas and a plastic Elmo sippy cup full of apple juice sat atop a tray on Roberto's favorite high chair.

"Good morning baby!" everyone cheered.

Roberto breathed a sigh of relief! It had all been a dream. Everyone huddled around Roberto to tickle his chin and feed him messy bananas with a plastic alphabet spoon.

Edwin ducked out of the crowd. He pulled Sammy the Poop Chute Deck Mopper Man out of his hat and cuddled it close. He glanced around, and then hid it back under his hat.