Daddy's nose wrinkled as he walked into the nursery to check on his toddler.
"Pee-yew!" he exclaimed with his usual flare for the dramatic. "It sure is stinky in here...."
Mav stared up a Daddy blankly for a brief second before going back to playing with his teddy bear, clearly trying hard to act as though nothing was wrong. The more accustomed Mav had grown to his baby lifestyle, the less willing he had become to have his playtime interrupted for a diaper change.
Daddy let the boy continue the act for a few seconds before pressing further.
"Where is that smell coming from, kiddo?" he asked, even though the answer was obvious.
Mav looked up again and thought for a couple seconds, then pointed to his teddy bear.
"Hmmm..." Daddy responded with an amused smirk. "So you say Mr. Bear's the poopy one?"
Mav nodded hopefully.
"I dunno kiddo..." Daddy said skeptically. "Mr. Bear's been doing a pretty good job of keeping his pants clean. Not sure I can say the same about you. We better check your diaper just to be safe."
Daddy motioned for Mav to stand up.
"You know the drill. Hands on the crib, show Daddy your tushy."
Knowing the consequences of disobedience, Mav obliged. Another attempt to hide a poopy diaper thwarted.