James and Teagan were playing upstairs in Teagan's room. All of a sudden I hear Ireson banging on her door yelling, "Let me in! Let me in James!"
Then I hear the skeptical inquiry from the eldest: "Did you get your diaper changed?!"
Ireson replied: "YES! Mommy just changed me so I not stink anymore! Now let me in-Pleeeeaaase!"
James opened the door and said, "Welcome, Sir. Come on in but ONLY if you're SURE that you don't stink anymore."
Ireson: "No I not. See- smell my butt."
I asked James about the course of events that had just played out. Apparently, they told him that he was not allowed in to play with them until he went and had his poopey diaper changed. Teagan informed me that "He smelled sooo bad, Mom, and we couldn't handle being around him." James concurred, "Yeah, Mom- it was hard to even breath!"
The truth to the matter is that they were right! No excuse for the banishment of the little brother yet I was just telling Ireson the same things moments ago when the not so honorable diaper changing occurred.
