A Mother's Nose....

Isn't it amazing how they say you can hear your baby's cry in the hospital nursery among all the other babies and you can pick out his/her voice? Well, that same phenomenon occurs when your baby has a poopie diaper all the way across the house. Case in point... Folding laundry in the living room this morning, I hear Lilly waking up from her nap. She coos and "talks" for a few seconds and then....silence. This lasts for maybe 30 seconds and then the cooing resumes. THEN, I get a slight wiff of something that doesn't smell quite fresh - not overpowering mind you - just not roses. I say to myself, "I think Lilly just made me a present." (that's what we call it at our house) Then, I retract saying again to myself, "It's not time for one of those." I continue folding the laundry. A few minutes later it is very apparent that my first reaction was the correct one. As I enter the bedroom to put the laundry away, my beautiful daughter is standing in her crib holding on to the rail and smiling a huge smile, showing me both of her bottom teeth. Then, she lets go, and seemingly purposely, drops to her butt, bounces and squeals with delight. She thinks this is fun, so she proceeds to do it again 2 or 3 times. My hands are full of laundry and I have no choice but to watch this happening. Needless to say, the changing process is infinitely more challenging AFTER the bouncing.