The subject says it all–poopy swim diapers! We’re in Orlando, Florida for a few days at the Futuregen conference and doing a little recon at a couple churches in Orlando. I took a little time off to take the kids swimming this morning. I knew I smelled something.

If there’s one thing I’ve learned as a parent of children in diapers–trust your nose above all else. But I didn’t. So we got out of the big pool and went to the hottub and Parker said, “Ah, Dad. What’s that stuff on your swimming suit?” The stuff was Josiah’s stuff. It was a royal mess. To make a long story short, the hotel had to clean the pools and I had to clean myself and Josiah.

Oh joy oh bliss!

All you can do in a situation like that is plug your nose and laugh!