Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Do You Smell That?

I ran in the store this afternoon to pick up a few things, mainly some produce, but I went looking for a card for my Dad's birthday, too. I'm standing in the card aisle, with Drew in the shopping cart, and all of a sudden I smell It. The unmistakable smell of Poopy Diaper. As I was just running in a for a few things, I didn't bring the diaper bag in with me, just a burp rag. Of course. So I just told Drew he'd have to sit in it until we get home. I bend down to make sure, but I don't smell anything. Huh. I stand back up, move a few feet away, and catch a big whiff again. So I smell the backside this time. Nada. Drew's pooh's typically give themselves away, but I was gettin' nothin' when I actually smelled his diaper region.

I could only concur that someone came down the card aisle, paused by my baby to drop some produce, and walked away, leaving the unsuspecting baby as the culprit! How dare they!?!

Sure enough, I get home, and there's no pooh. I hope that person feels better for blaming a baby for their stinky farts. Shame on them!

4 comments:

Bubba's Sis said...

Ahahahaha! That's a good one! No dog around to blame? Pick a baby!

Poor Drew!

Today someone at work took a big smelly poo in the bathroom right by my office - everyone thought I did it! I had to tell everyone that walked by "It wasn't me!!!"

cjh said...

Gross. Shame on that person. But yea for Drew not having to stew in poo.

Timmie Smith said...

You'll just have to teach him to announce when it happens. One of my mom's most horrific moments was when she had let me out of the cart to wander around a small store while she shopped. I came running over a few minutes later and announced to the entire store, "MAMA, that lady right over THERE just ripped her britches!"

Teach Drew Bear to throw a rattle at them or something if he suspects them of a drop and run.

Pigs said...

BAAAHHHHH!Someone crop dusted your baby! That's terrible form.