Just Before Nap Time
It usually happened just before nap time.
That's when 9 month-old Marty dirtied his diapers.
His Mother called it, "Filling your britches."
And it usually happened just before nap time.
The grunts, the tooting sounds, the bright red face.
A 9 month-old baby, pooping his pants in the baby walker,
and stinking up his pretty Mommy's living room.
"Uh, oh, I think somebody's gonna poop their pants.
Goodness gracious. Somebody looks awful busy over there.
Are you gonna fill your britches for Mommy? Goodness.
Yeah, Mommy knows that look. I know what Marty's doin."
As her 9 month-old son leaned forward in his baby walker,
grunting with a red face and tooting up a storm in his pants,
his Mother Beulah Mae smiled a warm, motherly smile.
"Uh, oh, somebody looks awful busy in their britches.
Goodness. Are you busy grunt'n and a stink'n over there?
Yeah, Mommy sees that red face over there. Yes she does.
Is Mommy gonna be smelling something pretty soon?
Yeah, I think somebody's doing something in their pants.
Goodness. I bet Marty's awful busy grunt'n and a stink'n."
It usually happened just before nap time,
when Marty was busy doing something in his pants,
and his pretty Mommy was smiling a warm, motherly smile.
"Somebody" was awful busy in their britches.
"Goodness gracious. Are you grunt'n and stink'n over there?
Yeah, somebody's making noise in their pants, aren't they?
Goodness gracious Marty! Are you busy toot'n up a storm?
Somebody sure is making an awful lot of noise in their pants.
Yeah, I think somebody's awful busy in their britches."
As his chubby face reddened again, his Mother smiled.
Beulah Mae sniffed the air and playfully fanned her nose.
It was usually just before nap time,
when the living room smelled like poop.
"Shoooo-weee! Somebody sure is a stink'n over here.
Goodness. Are you a grunt'n and a stink'n in your britches?
Yeah, Mommy sure does smell something. Shoooooo-wee!
Somebody's awful busy grunt'n and stink'n in their britches.
Goodness gracious. Marty's pooping his pants for Mommy.
Yeah, hims just a grunt'n and a stink'n. Shoooo-Wee-Shoooo!"
As the baby's chubby face reddened again,
his pretty Mommy gently pulled back his diaper,
and confirmed her suspicions by looking down the back.
Beulah Mae always checked Marty's pants when he grunted.
Sometimes he was just tooting when he turned red in the face.
His Mother liked to confirm her suspicions with a diaper check.
"Uh, oh, somebody's filling their britches for Mommy.
Shooo-wee Marty! Goodness! Are you pooping your pants?
Yeah, hims is a grunt'n and a stink'n in hims britches.
Shoooo-wee! I know what Marty's doing. Oh my goodness.
Oh he's awful busy in his britches. Shoooo-wee Marty!
You sure are stink'n up the house for Mommy. Shooooo!"
After checking his pants and confirming her suspicions,
Beulah Mae smiled a warm, motherly smile at her baby,
and started getting ready for a poopy diaper change.
It usually happened just before nap time.
When the smell of poop was wafting through the room.
Beulah Mae kept fanning her nose and smiling at her baby.
The living room smelled like a stockyard as Marty grunted.
His pretty Mommy teased him about the tattle-tale odor.
"Shooo-wee Marty. You sure are busy grunt'n and a stink'n.
Yeah, Mommy smells you. Shoooo-wee! Goodness gracious.
Babies need their diapers, don't they? Yes they do. Shooooo.
Yeah, Mommy's gonna keep Marty in diapers and rubber pants,
cause hims is always busy grunt'n and a stink'n for Mommy.
Shoooo-wee! I know what Marty's doing. Shoooo-Wee-Shooo."
After Marty stopped grunting and his pants were full,
his Mother laid him down on the floor to change him,
and made silly faces while she wrinkled up her nose.
When she laid him on the floor to change his pants,
Beulah Mae was fanning her nose and cooing to her baby.
His pretty Mommy always talked that silly Baby-Talk,
when little Marty pooped his pants in the living room.
"Goodness gracious. Somebody sure is a stink'n. Shoooo-wee!
Yeah, the baby's awful stinky cause he just pooped his pants.
Shooo-wee Marty! You sure did fill your britches. Shoooo!
My Goodness gracious. What did the baby do in hims pants?
Oh shooooo! Goodness. Hims sure is stinky! Shoooo-wee!
Yeah, Mommy sure does smell something. Goodness gracious."
His Mother playfully fanned her nose to shoo-away the smell,
as she slowly unsnapped his rubber pants, smiling at her baby.
When his britches were full of poop, his Mother was so happy.
She smiled and giggled, and playfully fanned her nose.
"Oh Shoooo-wee! What a big poopie hims made for Mommy.
Mommy's so proud of her big boy! Hims pooped hims pants.
Shoooo-wee! Somebody sure is a stink'n. Shoooo-Wee-Shoooo!
Yeah, little Marty was awful busy grunt'n in hims britches.
Hims turned red in the face, and pooped hims pants for Mommy.
Oh Shooooo-Wee-Shooo! Oh hims sure is a stink'n. Goodness."
As his Mother held him by the ankles, wiping his poopy bottom,
she kept smiling at her chubby baby and wrinkling up her nose.
His fat baby bottom was covered in a thick, soft, brown poop,
as his Mother lovingly wiped him, smiling a motherly smile.
"Shoooo-wee Marty! Hims got a poopy bottom.
Yeah, somebody was awful busy grunt'n in their britches.
Shoooo! Hims was a grunt'n and a stink'n this morning.
Goodness gracious. Mommy's changing a poopy dydee.
Yes she is. Somebody filled their britches. Shoooo-wee!"
After his Mother had lovingly wiped a very poopy bottom,
she slipped a freshly folded, thick cloth diaper under him,
and began to powder his chubby bottom with baby powder.
"Goodness gracious. Somebody's getting their bottom powdered.
Yeah, somebody pooped their pants for mommy. Yes they did.
Hims was a grunt'n and a stink'n. Yeah, Mommy smelled it.
Now the little baby's getting his bottom powdered. Goodness."
Once his chubby bottom was powdered with baby powder,
his Mother pulled the double diaper snug around his tummy,
and pushed the blue diaper pins through the thick fabric,
smiling and cooing to her baby as she lovingly diapered him.
"What's mommy doing? Is she changing your britches?
Yeah, somebody pooped their pants. Shoooo-Wee-Shoooo!
Goodness. Hims was a grunt'n and a stink'n this morning.
Marty was awful busy in his britches. Yep, he sure was.
That's why Mommy's changing his pants. Goodness gracious.
Somebody was grunt'n and stink'n in their britches. Shoooo!"
As soon as Marty was back in clean diapers and rubber pants,
his Mother lovingly patted his soft bottom and smiled at him.
The smell of poop and baby powder wafted through the air,
as his Mother fanned her nose and talked about the odor.
"Shooooo! Somebody sure was a grunt'n and a stink'n.
Yeah, Mommy had to change some poopy pants this morning.
Goodness gracious. My baby sure was a stink'n in his britches.
Shooo-wee Marty! You sure did make a big mess in your pants.
Yeah, Mommy had to change a poopy dydee. Shooooo-wee."
It usually happened just before nap time.
When little Marty filled his britches for his pretty Mommy,
and the living room smelled like poop and baby powder.
THE END
(Oh My Goodness!) 
Beulah Mae reminds me of the perfect 50's mommy. I love the way she teases baby and encourages him to fill his diaper. peeeeewww I can almost smell it too! tehehehe