Son Up to Son Down


September 9, 2020

As a mother of young children (three boys, for that matter), I am no stranger to the smelliness that accompanies their little bodies. Dirty diapers, vomit, stinky shoes, farts, sweaty clothes, spoiled milk, etc. I’ve smelt it all.

This past weekend I went upstairs to change sheets on all the beds when I felt like I had been sucker punched square in the face with this horrible odor. I checked Wade’s room to make sure a poopy diaper didn’t get left in the trash. I checked Knox and Otis’ bedroom to see if any snacks had been left to mutate into swamp creatures. I pulled everyone...

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