HOW TO STOP BEDWETTING WITH JOKES You ever wake up and wonder if you fought a water demon in your sleep... and lost? Welcome to The Bedwetters Anonymous Club , where the motto is: “We wet together, we forget together, We Solve the nightmare of peeing our beds at night together.’’ It all started when 3 years old, and the diapers were on holiday in Florida, my son had a dream peeing on the carpet. Too bad the unicorn carpet was his bed, and the toilet was imaginary. Classic “dream-pee confusion syndrome” . That’s Form #1. Tim and myself now, a 42-yearold accountant with the bladder of a squirrel, wasn’t much better. After three beers and a nightmare about IRS audits, he panicked and "liquidated" his assets—right onto a Tempur-Pedic. Adult-onset stress pee. Then there’s Grandma Edith. Lovely woman. Sleeps like a rock. Pees like a geyser. Only problem is, she sleepwalks to the laundry room, pees in the washing machine, and wonders why her socks smell like ammonia. Sleepwalking misfire. Their cat, Mr. Fluffles, doesn't even have the excuse of a bladder problem. He just pees on the bed out of spite. Or taxes. Hard to tell. Pet-induced wetting sabotage. And don’t forget cousin Jake. He’s a thrill-seeking adrenaline junkie who went bungee jumping and peed himself mid-air. Not in bed, technically, but he landed in a camping cot, so we’re counting it. Fear-triggered flight-pee. Even the baby, Lily, chips in. She wears diapers, sure, but the moment they’re off? Boom. Precision-targeted pee. She's not toilet-trained, she's toilet-trained adjacent. Classic infant free-range pee. And finally, there's Uncle Gary. He doesn't pee the bed... he blames his “emotional support ferret” every time. We call that "phantom pee syndrome." Highly suspicious. Even the ferret looks fed up. One rainy night, after a group accident of biblical proportions—seven mattresses ruined, three humidifiers short-circuited, and one plumber who quit on the spot—the family decided to embrace the chaos. They formed The Bedwetters Anonymous Club . Their logo? A mattress floating on a pool with a snorkel and floaties. Their anthem? "Let It Go" from Frozen , because clearly, that's what everyone was doing. They meet every Tuesday to share stories, swap waterproof sheet recommendations, and hold mock trials to determine who peed the bed with the best alibi. Moral of the story? Whether it's childhood dreams, adult stress, elderly sleepwalking, or pets with an attitude— if you’re gonna wet the bed, do it with flair. And maybe a poncho. Read this book to find true escape from wetting your bed in an hilarious humour that stops the rain each time you read it. WHY THIS BOOK 🚽 Because waking up in a puddle is only cute when you're a golden retriever puppy. - 😂 Learn to laugh, leak less, and finally give your mattress the peace it deserves. - 👶 Bedwetting? More like bed-WHET-ting your appetite for laughter! - 😅 Because no one wants their nickname to be “Captain Splashpants.” - 😴 Sleep tight—no swimming lessons required. - 🛏️ A step-by-step comedy cure for the nighttime Niagara Falls. - 🧠 We’re rewiring the brain... with puns, positivity, and potty humor! - 🧽 Your mattress called—it’s begging for a break. - 🤣 Who knew bladder control could be this funny? - 📚 This is the only self-help book where laughing your pants off won’t lead to an accident. - 💡 Bedwetting isn’t a tragedy—it’s a comedy waiting for a punchline. - 🐳 Stop making your bed resemble a waterpark—unless you charge admission.