The poop tries to worm into Mom's sight, but Hazel manages to cover it with her ass. She likes the muddy mess pressing up against her butt. Mom finishes taping the diaper up and puts Hazel in the onesie.
'What is that smell?' she enquires. 'It smells like...' Her eyes quickly snatch onto her diaper.
'It smells like my buns are ready!' she exclaims, quickly toddling out of the room. 'Stay there, big baby.'