Originally Posted by
Sewnoma
Gaah, yes, the nose burn. Our pail was outdoors, just outside the back door - we had no washing machine and since Mom was in such poor health (nearly died from complications during a cesarean), the pail often went a week or more before it was hauled off to the laudromat (usually by grandma). Diapers were rinsed before they went into the pail, but it still stank worse than anything.
The little boy next door was my playmate, he and I used to dare each other to open the diaper pail and let the "stink monster" out, and then we'd run away screaming.
Kids can make a game out of
anything!
I remember one babysitting I had where the mother kept the diaper pail in her back porch. Whenever I'd change one of her kids, I'd have to walk the wet and dirty diapers all the way through the house to get there. No the best setup.
My youngest deposited an entire stack of freshly laundered and folded diapers into his diaper pail one day... I gather trying to help mommy. It was all I could do not to turn him over my knee.
