The Nose Knows

Here's a neat sign that things are going well in your household -- recently a friend of mine was watching my kids whilst a group of our brawny husbands, with me as supervisor, of course, picked up a free piano. Now, Baby wears cloth diapers and typically when in the care of others I don't impose our healthy diapering on them, but this particular friend is a cloth diaperer herself and she took the initiative to change Baby the wholesome way, with cloth. OK, now I am getting up to the part where there is a good sign my home is being run smoothly. My friend was unable to locate the diaper pail to dispose of Baby's soiled goods. Let me just repeat that:

My friend was unable to locate the diaper pail to dispose of Baby's soiled goods.

HAH! In your face cloth diaper naysayers! Neither by sight nor smell was my diaper pail availed! That's because I launder diapers on a daily basis which requires just the wee tiniest, prettiest little retro number of a stainless steel pail. It has a nice plastic canister insert which I go ahead and rinse while the first cold water rinse is filling for my diapers. That's right, I rinse my diaper pail in the washing machine every day. It takes about 20 seconds.

Now if you have ever been to a home with a diaper genie or any other sort of modern apparatus that stores multitudes of poop and pee disposables, with the poop and pee still intact, mind you, well then you know that awful "sanitized" odor that goes with it. Absolutely repugnant. Cloth diapers are much cleaner than their chemical laden disposable counterparts, but are popularly considered to be quite the contrary. Well, the nose knows, doesn't it.