We're fortunate to pay way too much in homeowner's association fees for a mini-gym in our neighborhood with a small kid's room situated right in front of the eliptical machines. I know this not because I'm working out again (haha) but because the huz takes my older kids almost every afternoon to give me a little work time while he trims his already thin waistline.
Most of the time, he returns with an uneventful report of Drew trying to walk backwards on the treadmill and juggle the 3lb weights.
But yesterday, the huz reported that a mom with her two kids came in, propped up the baby gate to keep her toddler (and mine, apparently) confined to the room, and started on her merry walk to nowhere. That was until a poop smell wofted through the small workout area.
Keep in mind, the huz's nickname is "The Nose," not only because it's fairly prominent (remember?) but also because he has bionic senses that can sniff out every single person you've come in contact with for that day. It's pretty scary.
So whether the poop was a distant scent or the "strong stench" that he swears it was, he immediately hopped off his machine to make sure it wasn't Drew. After watching my husband do the "butt sniff" she said "Oh, it's probably mine" and so he went back to working out, assuming that the mom would probably hop down, change her kid's diaper, and go back to walking.
But she didn't.
And so he ran a little longer. And pumped some iron. And smelled more poop.
And which point he decided that Drew didn't need to be confined in a room with stinky shit and neither did he, so he left - his workout incomplete, his senses completely and utterly violated, and his sympathy for the poor child who had to sit, stand, and play in his poop clearly noted.
Now, even though I have three children and you'd think that would indicate some level of experience and wisdom, I've been left in various situations without diapers or wipes, sometimes both. But I can't say I'd just let my kid's shit smell take over a small confined space and not do something.
You know, like open a window, spray some Glade, or um, leave.