Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270
Every Year on Mother’s Day, I like to host a single Mama’s brunch. I invite over all my girlfriends who are raising smelly babies all by themselves and treat them to bottomless mimosas and girl time. I had everything all set up perfectly yesterday when the doorbell chimed, announcing my guests. As I walked from the kitchen through the living room, a vile stink slapped me in the face.
“Pyyyouuuu! What is that smell?!” I waved my hand in front of my face, horrified that this smell would be the first thing to greet my guests. Then I saw the source of the stink! Mr. Stinky Pampers was squatting near the couch with his toy trucks in his hands.
Mother’s Day Tea Party Ends In a Stink!
“Oh, no! Mr. Stinky Pampers!” I exclaimed and scooped him up. Folding his little body to press my nose to the back of his pants and take a big sniff. “GAHICK! Did you make a mess in your diaper?” He shook his head, but it was obvious the smell was from him!
The doorbell yelled out again, and I sighed. Tucking the smell boy on my hip and answering the door. The four women on the other side of the door went from smiling and happy to gagging and plugging their noses. I bounced Mr. Stinky on my hip and apologized. “Sorry, I guess he was hiding as I was setting up brunch, and I didn’t get to change him before y’all got here.” I stood aside to let my friends in.
Carol reached out and tickled Mr. Stinky’s side as I held him. “Is all that stinky smell coming from little ol you?” She cooed, and He blushed. Shaking his head again. “Y’all come in and get comfy; I’ll just change this smelly baby butt real fast.”
Mr. Stinky Pampers laughed out loud as I laid him down on the couch in front of my friends. They all made stink faces when his diaper was opened.
“Pyyouuu! This is one Stinky Tea Party!”
Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270