Daddy smirked as Mav stared quizzically at the loaded diaper he was about to have changed.
"Told ya you were stinky, kiddo," Daddy teased.
He strode up to to the changing table and gave the seat of Mav's padding a playful squeeze. The boy squirmed as he felt the mess he made ooze up around his groin and genitals.
"Pretty full for a little guy who was insisting he was ready for big boy pants the other day," Daddy chuckled, ruffling Mav's hair.
Mav blushed. He couldn't deny it. The way things were going, he knew it would be a long, long time before he was out of diapers.