So a couple of mornings ago, I walked into Pumpkin's room, only to be greeted by a wall of stench. The "extremely ripe overnight diaper" smell. Holding her at arm's length, I carried her over to the changing table and removed the offending diaper, ready for the gigantic poop that surely awaited me inside.
I kid you not, the poop was no bigger than a small marble.
By the time I had finished the diaper change, the smell had permeated our entire upstairs level. It was everywhere.
All from one of the tiniest poopies I have ever seen in a diaper.
It shall go down in LutheranHusker history as The Tiny Pellet of Concentrated Evil.