My son came home from school yesterday and threw his backpack over the kitchen chair. "Mama, this thing smells like a garbage dump!"
I tried not to laugh. "What's in it, Bubba? Dirty socks?"
"I don't know. But my books are getting all wet. I think it's raining in there."
This sounded serious.
I opened the backpack and was assaulted by a putrid odor. It definitely smelled like a garbage dump!
I pulled out one of his notebooks. The bottom was all soggy. And it smelled horrible! I pulled out his binder. Fortunately, that wasn't soggy. I took out an assortment of pencils, crayons, markers, and toys. Then I got to the bottom. What do you think I found? A brown paper bag. And it was suspiciously wet. I knew exactly what it was. A rotten banana!
"Eww, Bubba! Do you know how long has this been in here?"
He shrugged. "I don't know, Mama. When did you put it there?"
When did I put it there? "Bubba, this was part of your lunch two weeks ago!"
Note to self: Completely empty the boy's backpack on a daily basis to prevent such a nauseating situation from occurring again!