Mitchell's Workbook Warfare

Jayden watched in a mix of horror and fascination as Mitchell, the tiny terror, approached his preschool workbook with the determination of a miniature chaos agent.

Mitchell sat, paci firmly in mouth, his shirt riding up just enough to reveal the Pampers that would soon become his weapon of mass destruction. The workbook lay unsuspecting, a pristine canvas waiting to be transformed.

A thunderous fart erupted. Mitchell sucked his paci, eyes gleaming with mischievous intent. Gerber sweet potato became his medium of artistic expression. He smeared the orange goodness across the page, creating abstract patterns that would make modern artists weep.

Then, the ultimate move. Mitchell sat directly on the workbook. A smile spread across his face—pure, unfiltered toddler triumph. Another fart. The Pampers began to expand, telling a story of digestive might.

Jayden intervened. Timeout. The toilet became Mitchell's next battlefield.

Seated on the porcelain throne, Mitchell continued his assault. A massive fart. Poop spreading through his Pampers like a slow-moving biological weapon. The diaper expanded, strained, threatened total structural failure.

Night approached. One final poop as he finished his baba. Mitchell closed his eyes. Victorious. Unbothered.

Another day in the life of Mitchell: Infant Chaos Incarnate.