Babyboy5

As Daddy swung open the nursery door with a playful grin, a mischievous glint danced in his eyes. His nose crinkled at the familiar scent wafting through the air, and he couldn't resist teasing, "What's that stinky smell?" You felt a warm flush creeping up your cheeks as you squirmed ever so slightly, a sheepish grin tugging at the corners of your lips. "I dunno," you murmured softly, trying to conceal your embarrassment. Undeterred, Daddy took another exaggerated sniff, his expression feigning exaggerated disgust. "Could it be Sir Lancelot?" he pondered aloud, his voice laced with playful suspicion. "After all, he hasn't had a bath in a while. Maybe he's the little stinker!" With a giggle, you obediently crawled over to where Sir Lancelot lay. As you reached your beloved teddy bear, you carefully lifted him to your nose, and cautiously sniffed. To your relief, Sir Lancelot smelled just as sweet as ever, his soft fur offering no evidence of the mysterious scent that had filled the