So, when I started this blog, I really didn't think that I would have funny stories to share right away. Boy was I wrong. For the last several days, Casey and I have been smelling this strange smell in the fireplace room. For those of you that have been to our house, the fireplace room, as we call it, is also our main toy room. I seriously hate to sound gross, but this smell smelled like a dirty diaper. Well, with one in diapers and one potty training that's not an unusual smell in our house. Hahahaha! It started out as a faint smell, but grew worse. We were literally looking everywhere for the source. We checked in the play kitchen, in the toy bins, under the desk, behind the toy boxes! We checked everywhere. We even bent down and sniffed the carpet! It got to the point where we just laughed at each other and how crazy we looked smelling things. Well, tonight Noah spilled a bucket of small action figures on the floor in that same room. I rushed down to pick them up because I didn't want Stella to get ahold of them. Low and behold, the smell where I was at was horrendous! I thought it was Noah, but he was naked. I know that sounds bad, but he just doesn't like clothes. He runs around in just undies most of the day. Well, I began my sniffing again, and sure enough a big, and I mean very big, bucket of duplos was definitely where the stench was coming from. I decided it would be best to dump the bucket out and just go through all of the duplos to find what I assumed to be a diaper. How the diaper would've got in there was beyond me, but with my children nothing is impossible. It turns out that the smell was not a dirty diaper, but vomit! Yes, you read that right! Who was at fault??? Stella! She always plays in the duplo bucket. She loves to climb in it and sit in there. The worst part about this is the fact that I found the vomit when I tipped over the bucket, so of course it all came out on top of the duplos when I did that. Needless to say, now we have a sink with duplos soaking in soapy hot water. I have come to the conclusion that all of my kids are going to go easy on me as teenagers because they insist on pulling these crazy stunts as little ones. Seriously, does anybody else ever experience things like this?
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