The other morning, A woke up before his brothers. All three share a room, so I went in hoping I could resettle him before everyone woke up. No such luck. As I walked in, J was already standing up, and M was sitting up and rubbing his eyes.
I was also overcome by a horrific stench. The only power on the planet that can produce such a stench is a fresh A diaper.
I grabbed him, planning on changing him, and asked M if he wanted to stay in bed. He said, "No. A woke me up. He stinked me right in the eye."
That's as good a description as any. I couldn't sleep after that, either.
