There are so many gross things to witness when you have kids. Buckets of poop. Bloodied heads, etc. etc. Husband said we needed to check the stroller because the bag had an odd odor, probably due to being outside during a torrential downpour. I emptied, sprayed it, boom. He still said it was stinky with a cloud of fruit flies orbiting its nucleus. He described a hereto ne’er used pocket where there was a banana. He said it had been there so long it had liquified…really? Was that necessary life? Sadly, it’s not my first banana tableu. I may stop eating them altogether.