Cody is at that age where we’re trying to potty train him. Let’s just say the boy can fill a diaper to capacity (and beyond).
Today I was sitting in my office talking to Becca when Conner came running in.
“Mom, Cody needs a diaper change, he’s stinky!”
You know it’s really bad when his four-year-old brother can’t stand it.
Update: Becca is changing his diaper right now. It really smells like something crawled into his pants and died. He’s struggling to crawl away from her while simultaneously shooting at me with a toy gun. He can multi-task.