Hannah loved this new formula she was feeding her baby,
it was so good for his little tummy, but oh did it stink.
Emily wasn't sure if it was gas or poop she was smelling,
so she turned her nose toward the chubby 9 month-old,
and sniffed the air again, drawing a pungent odor into her nose.
"Oh Shoooooo-wee! Yep, I sure do smell something.
Sara, I think the baby needs a change'n. He sure is stinky.
Shoooo-wee Sara. He definitely did something in his pants.
I can really smell him over here. Shooo-wee! My goodness."
Sara smiled at her friend Emily, as the air grew thick.
Marty often pooped his pants when they were visiting.
As Emily playfully fanned her nose and giggled at the smell,
Sara went over to the baby-walker to check Marty's pants.
"Shoooo-wee Marty. Emily smells something over here.
Does the baby need a change'n? Mommy sure smells something.
Yeah, it smells like somebody's got tinky pants. Shoooo-wee.
Did you poop your pants for Mommy? Goodness gracious.
Shoooo-Wee-Shoooo. It smells like the baby needs a change'n.
Yeah, Mommy smells something. Yes she does. Shooooo-wee.
The baby made a tinky in hims dydees. Hims got tinky pants"
After lifting her 9 month-old out of his baby-walker,
Sara placed her nose against his bottom and sniffed.
Her friend Emily was smiling at giggling at the face Sara made,
as she wrinkled up her nose and fanned his bulging bottom.
(SNIFF, SNIFF)
"Oh Shooo-Wee-Shoooo! Oh My Goodness Gracious Emily!
The baby DEFINITILY needs a change'n! Oh he really stinks!
Shoooo-wee! I think I fed him too much broccoli this morning.
He has really filled up his britches. Oh my goodness gracious.
Every time we come over, he poops his pants. Shoooo-wee!"
When Sara sat down and opened her diaper bag,
her friend Emily was fanning her nose and giggling.
Marty's bottom was bulging from all the poop in his diaper,
and the air was thick and pungent with the smell of poop,
as Sara started to unsnap his bib overalls in the crotch.
"Yeah, he's a little stinky." Sara said blushing,
as she began to unsnap his bulging bib overalls
and slowly pulled off his rubber pants.
"I kept smelling something, but I thought he was tooting.
He's been tooting all morning ever since I fed him the broccoli."
Sara and her friend Emily exchanged warm, motherly smiles.
Sometimes it's a gas, and sometimes its a poopy bottom,
but you never know until you sniff their britches.
Sara smiled at her baby, he was so cute, and so stinky!
As she lifted him up and placed a changing pad under him,
Sara was talking that silly, sweet Baby-Talk to her infant.
"Shooooo-wee Marty. You really stink! Shooooo-Wee-Shoooo!
My goodness gracious. Hims got tinky pants. Yes hims does.
Yeah, I think this baby needs another diaper change. Shoooo!
Oh my goodness. Mommy smells something. Yes she does.
Hims got tinky winky pants. Shoooo-wee! Goodness gracious.
Yep, the baby needs a change'n. Marty pooped his pants."
Her friend Emily smiled as Sara baby-talked to her infant.
Marty kicked his legs and cooed to his pretty Mommy
He loved the way Sara smiled at him and said, "Tinky Pants"
After unpinning his poopy diaper, Sara held him by the ankles,
and used the front of the diaper to wipe most of the poop off.
Sara and her friend Emily kept exchanging motherly smiles,
as she wiped Marty's poopy bottom, while wrinkling up her nose,
as Emily playfully fanned the pungent air around them.
"Uh, oh, the baby's got a poopy bottom. Shoooooo Marty!
Goodness gracious. Shoooo-wee! Hims got a tinky bottom.
Shoooooo-wee Marty. Mommy just changed your britches.
Now hims got tinky pants again. Yes hims does. Shoooooo-wee.
Goodness gracious. Shooooo! Oh hims got a tinky bottom.
Yeah, the baby sure does need a change'n. Shooo-wee Marty."
Sara kept smiling, as her friend Emily playfully fanned her face.
Marty was smiling too, as Sara lovingly wiped his poopy bottom.
All the attention was on Marty: the baby with the dirty diaper.
"My goodness Marty! Shoooooo! Oh hims got a tinky bottom.
Oh shooo-wee-shoooo! The baby needs his diaper changed.
Goodness. Marty just pooped his britches again. Shoooooo!
Yeah, I sure do smell something. Shoooo. I smell tinky pants.
Goodness. Somebody pooped in their britches. Shooooo-wee!
Yep, the baby needs a change'n. Marty just pooped his pants."
As Sara wiped his poopy bottom, Marty cooed and jabbered.
He loved all the attention he was getting from his Mommy.
And Sara loved to change his poopy diaper in front of Emily.
She loved the way her friend Emily fanned her nose and giggled,
while Sara was busy wiping Marty's chubby, poopy bottom.
"My goodness Marty. Who is that? Is that Emily watching you?
Is she watching Mommy change your poopy britches? Goodness.
Emily sure does smell something, doesn't she? Shoooo-wee!
Goodness gracious. Marty pooped his britches. Yes hims did.
Shoooo-wee! Hims got a tinky bottom. Goodness gracious.
Yeah, Mommy's busy changing Marty's britches. Yes she is."
After she cleaned his bottom, his Mother slipped a soft cloth diaper underneath him, and powdered him with baby powder.
Sara loved to powder her baby in front of another mommy.
Her friend Emily kept smiling a warm, motherly smile,
as Sara pulled Marty's legs back and powdered him.
The two friends kept exchanging warm, motherly smiles,
as Marty's chubby bottom was dusted with baby powder.
Emily loved to watch Sara powdering and diapering Marty,
as the smell of poop and powder wafted through the living room.
"Goodness. Somebody's getting their bottom powdered.
Yeah, Marty pooped his pants for Mommy, didn't he?
Goodness gracious. Mommy's changing Marty's britches.
Yes she is. And the baby's getting his bottom powdered too.
My goodness gracious. What a pretty bottom Marty has.
And Emily's watching Mommy change the baby. Yes she is.
She likes to watch babies get their bottoms powdered."
Once his bottom was thoroughly dusted with baby powder,
Sara placed 2 diaper pins in her mouth, and diapered Marty.
His Mommy always called it, "changing the tinky britches."
And she always looked so pretty with 2 diaper pins in her mouth.
"What's Mommy doing? Is she changing your tinky britches?
Goodness gracious. Marty's getting his tinky pants changed.
Yes hims is. Somebody pooped in their pants this morning.
Goodness. Mommy smelled something, didn't she? Yes she did.
When Mommy smells poop, it's time to change Marty's britches.
Goodness. The baby's always doing something in his pants.
Yeah, Mommy's always changing his britches. Goodness."
After Sara lovingly powdered and diapered the baby,
she pulled on his rubber pants over his thick double diapers,
and fastened the snaps in the crotch of his bib overalls.
Emily and Sara smiled at each other after Marty was diapered.
The living room always smelled like poop and baby powder,
when Sara and her baby came over for a visit.
THE END
I love it!
