You know what that smell is....

So it's 2:45 a.m. and your sweet little darling is crying again after a miserably sick day and you open the door of your own room and almost pass out from the smell coming from her room. How many diarrhea diapers did we change last night and yesterday and today already? Yuck! Yuck! Yuck! is what I have to say to that. Our poor little darling.