WHOA!

The following story is true. Any and all characters are not fictional and do represent who you think they represent...In fact, it occurred in the Wetherston household an hour ago.

Lyle took Emma Grace into her room to change her nappy (diaper for my American readers) and this is what I hear

Emma: coo coo coo

Lyle: WHOA!!!!!!

Emma: waaaaa

Lyle (concerned): hey babe?

Liz: Yeah?

Lyle (panicked): we're out of wipes

Emma: WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

So for the less astute among you...Emma had an explosive nappy, upon its discovery by her father he yelled in surprise, scaring the living daylights out of his beloved daughter, he then realised there were no baby wipes in the baby wipe box.

But never fear. Our story has a happy ending. The heroine, who shall remain nameless but we all know who she is, came to the rescue with the wipes and smile that calmed the beloved Emma. Although Emma didn't smile at her father for the rest of the 15 minutes that she was awake. So it has a partially happy ending.

The Partially Happy End.