I thought it was me.
I, however, thought I sprayed the Fabreeze.
Why then, was the smell getting stronger, and how did my son get chocolate pudding all over his hands?
Wait, I didn't give him chocolate pudding today! Holy SH*T!
Literally.
Gross.
Really, truly, unquestionably... gross.
My angel did his business, then, I can only suppose, wanted to make sure it was still there. I'm here to testify that yes indeed, it was still there.
After the appropriate diaper change, it only took 30 minutes or so to get the evidence either put in the laundry pile, cleaned off the couch, wiped off the changing table, cleaned off his hands, and wiped off his entire back.
I wish he were as interested in the potty as he is with his own poo.
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