Anthony diPonza stepped out of the shower, feeling like a million bucks! It was a good day so far- no garbage to pick up, and no special runs to do, so he was happy to have the day off with his family. He walked down the hall when he saw his wife Katrina and their daughter, Angela.

"Well hey there! How are my two favorite women?" Anthony teased.

Katrina and Angela didn't answer. They just gave Anthony a rather naughty kind of grin. And then Anthony noticed a certain familiar and pungent sort of baby odor in the air.

"Uh, guys? What's up?" Anthony asked.

"Oh Angelaaaa," Katrina cooed. "Tell Daddy what you have inside your diaper!"

"I poop!" Angela replied, cheerfully.

"That's right! And does Daddy remember what he promised Mommy in exchange for Mommy doing the dishes for the third night in a row?"

Poor Anthony suddenly remembered. "Diaper duty..."

"Yep! You get to see all of Angela's poop today! Lucky you!"

Anthony chewed his lip nervously. "Any chance we could go halfsies?"

"Nope! You smell it, you change it!" Katrina teased. She held out Angela in front of her chest.

"No arguing with that..." Anthony muttered. He scooped up Angela and together, the three of them went into the family nursery.

Anthony gently set Angela down on the changing table, gathered up the wipes and baby powder, and opened up the diaper with a nervous sigh.

He immediately regretted it. "Oh God, no," he moaned as the stench hit his nostrils. He jerked back very quickly, wincing.

"Hahahahahaha!" Angela laughed cheekily.

Katrina was laughing too! "Hahahaha! What are you so grossed out about, mister? You're a garbage man! You see and smell much worse than this every day!"

"Well, yeah, but...but...its poop!" Anthony stammered.

"My poop!" Angela reminded, helpfully.

All this, and he hadn't even gotten to the worst part. How did his wife do this several times a day?

"Oh honey, I could be wrong, but I don't think that bottom's gonna wipe itself!" Katrina sang.

Anthony took a deep breath (but not too deep,) and got to work. He looked forward to the day when Angela wouldn't be scared of the potty anymore.

But it didn't look like that was going to happen anytime soon.

Poor Anthony!