Day 841 - She Who Smelt It...

This afternoon, I thought there was a dead cow in our living room until I realized Andrew just took a dump. It amazed me how awful it smelled because this waft of polluted air had to pass through a thick diaper, thick sweatpants, and across the room to a corner where I lay in a fetal position fearing the task that awaited me.

But it was not only me who noticed the smell of death. Emma started complaining about stinky Andrew. And this is when the fun started. For some really odd reason, Andrew started playing a game with Emma. A not very fun game if you ask me. Basically the way the game worked was that if Andrew was able to make you smell his dung diaper, then he would win. Take a look at this video and see who won this very sad, pathetic, and torturous game.