Nighttime Fart Warfare

Mitchell waddles into his bedroom, white onesie slightly crooked, Pampers ready for maximum chaos. With a determined wiggle, he slides into bed. His tiny body arches, a strategic move for maximum dump deployment.

A massive fart erupts - loud, proud, unstoppable. Mitchell's face scrunches up in pure toddler concentration. The dump slides into his Pampers with military precision. Mission accomplished.

But the night has one more surprise. His caretaker bro approaches. In a move of ultimate toddler warfare, the caretaker lets loose a fart directly into Mitchell's face. Mitchell's eyes go wide. Then he grins.

The caretaker hands Mitchell his baba. Victory is sweet. Mitchell takes a triumphant swig, drool escaping, eyes getting heavy.

Another fart. Another tiny dump. Mitchell drifts off to sleep.

Mitchell: Fart Master. Dump King. Absolute Legend.

Disclaimer: Approach with a sense of humor, a strong stomach, and maybe some extra wipes.