All morning I’ve been sniffing the air in our computer/office room where I keep my bator and catching whiffs of something not so nice. 
Worried one of my eggs had turned into a ticking time bomb, I carefully sniffed each one. Nadda. The bator smelled exactly as it should. And yet I could still smell something really foul. 
Finally my nose led me to the small garbage can behind the door where I found a recently deposited dirty diaper from our littlest munchkin. Hubby must have changed him in here last night. I’ve never been so happy to find such a stink bomb, haha! 
Worried one of my eggs had turned into a ticking time bomb, I carefully sniffed each one. Nadda. The bator smelled exactly as it should. And yet I could still smell something really foul. Finally my nose led me to the small garbage can behind the door where I found a recently deposited dirty diaper from our littlest munchkin. Hubby must have changed him in here last night. I’ve never been so happy to find such a stink bomb, haha! 
That is too funny, the only time you would appreciate a "gift" like that. 
He usually hollers for me. 
