Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270
A Mother’s work is never done! After the Holidays, when everyone else is playing with their new toys or sleeping off a food-induced coma, Mama is cleaning up.
Stuffing ripped wrapping paper into trash bags and washing the mountain of dishes left behind after the feast. Never mind tackling the decorations that took hours to put up. Somehow, they take longer to take down! I was crawling under the tree to unplug the lights when I took a big, frustrated inhale, and PHEWWWOuuUIIEEEeee! What’s that smell?
What’s That Smell?
It was as if something rotten had expired and grew even MORE rotten. I sniffed around the tree and a waft of the smell had me crawling along the wall towards the toy box. Phhewww! It just got worse and worse with every twitch of my nose. “What is that?!” Did someone leave Santa’s milk out, or did the pet leave a hidden mess?
Sniff, sniff! I had to find the horrid source and dispose of it. I crawled further, following the smell tormenting my nose and home! It was so stinky I could almost taste it! Then… I saw it!
Mr. Stinky Pamper was bent over his toy box; his upper body nearly disappeared inside while his saggy, overfilled Pampers Cruisers covered bottom wiggled in my face!
“Pewwwiiieee! Did you make a stinky?” I asked, even though it was obvious. My nose pressed to his backside, and I felt him freeze as I sniff-tested his diaper. YUP! I’d found it.
“Uh, no?” He looked at me innocently over his shoulder but I could see a smirk tugging at his lips. He knew he was a messy baby, alright! I scooped him up, and his legs kicked. “I’m not a BABY! I’m a big boy!” He hollered, but his messy diaper told me otherwise.
Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270
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