Mitchell's Workbook Warfare

Ethan, Mitchell's latest caretaker, had no idea what was coming. The preschool workbook lay innocently on the floor, Mitchell's shirt riding up, Pampers ready for action.

Mitchell's tiny fingers gripped the workbook. A thunderous fart erupted—the kind that would make grown men proud. His face scrunched with concentration, and the Pampers began to bulge and expand.

Poop arrived with military precision. Mitchell, completely unbothered, grabbed his Gerber jar. Sweet potato became his medium of artistic expression. He smeared the orange goodness across the workbook page, then drew a cow. Not just any cow—a masterpiece of toddler destruction.

Another fart. Loud. Proud. A declaration of his digestive dominance.

The workbook was snatched away. Mitchell found himself in timeout, perched on the toilet. One final fart. One more epic poop into his already compromised Pampers.

Mitchell smiled. Mission accomplished.