"I smelly."

June 21, 2011

Busy Bee Camp- Day 8

Not everyone at Busy Bee camp is potty trained. Unfortunately, many of the campers are still wearing diapers. Luckily there are a few teachers on staff who have no problem changing diapers. All of the counselors, though, including myself, will not even entertain the idea. Today I was left behind with the two year olds while the rest of the campers made their way to the park.  The school has an outdoor playground that the littlest Bees get to enjoy while the rest are taking over Turtle Park. While at the little playground, I noticed a rather unpleasant odor. My first thought was that it might be the dumpster located outside of the playground, but the smell didn’t seem to be coming from that direction.  I noticed the source of the smell to be located in the Little Tike Playhouse; I peered inside to see four Busy Bees.  I told one of the other counselors on playground duty that there was a smelly situation coming from the little house.  She then had the kids evacuate from the house and did a quick check.  Only three of the four Busy Bees left the playhouse.  One little guy, Tripp, had stayed inside.  Tripp refused to leave from a stool in the playhouse.  And it appeared that the ungodly smell refused to leave as well. The Tripp Man may have been the offender.  But, there was a problem. There were a few problems, actually. All of the diaper changing teachers had left for the park.  There was not anyone to change The Tripp Man’s pamper.  We could have just waited it out until everyone returned from the park, but that wasn’t going to work. The Tripp Man’s mother was going to be picking him up early.  The other counselors and I tried to come up with other ideas as to the source of the smell; we didn’t want to admit it was Tripp.  We weren’t absolutely sure because he wouldn’t come out of the little playhouse.  Our chosen disbelief ceased, though, when I heard the words “I smelly” come from Tripp’s mouth.  One of the counselors held her breath and pulled Tripp from the playhouse.  She escorted him inside and passed him off to our last resort. The Tripp Man was handed over to a teacher who absolutely refuses to change her students’ diapers.  She was left in charge while everyone else was away at the park. So, she gritted her teeth and took care of the smelly situation that was The Tripp Man’s diaper.