James began to warm up, realizing he was going to be taken care of and that Mayra wasn’t mad with him in the slightest. Picking James to his feet, the dinosaur sleeper still clinging to his lower back, she turned him around and laid him flat down on his tummy on the changing mat. Gingerly with her fingers, she carefully peeled the dinosaur sleeper back revealing how far the mess went up his backside, blown out with such force by the fall that it was nearly up to his armpits.
“Ay, dios mio!” she waved her nose playfully, fanning away the smell that she knew could not be gotten rid of so easily. “So stinky! Such a stinky little baby boy! We need to get you all fresh and clean pronto!”