Smelly
Pee-yoo… what was that smell?
Papa tells me that there was a bad smell in our flat last night. I don’t think I farted in my sleep, so don’t even think about blaming me for it!
Apparently someone decided to burn incense paper downstairs. The problem is they did it at 1am and used a barbecue pit instead of the designated bins. They were far away but the night breeze wafted the smoke our way.
I didn’t do it and I didn’t smell it. I’m not complaining. Papa is.
Toddler Isaac
