It was bound to happen. The girls are 20 months old (equivalent in months to one five year old). Brant is crazy stressed and I am sick. We are both in rough shape, desperate to get the kids to bed so we can relax. Tonight is bath night...that means another 15 minutes of awake time. We just needed an easy night.
Fiona had been removed from the group bath and was getting her pjs on. Stella was trying to stand up in the bathtub, not something that is allowed. Why is Stella still trying to stand up, usually she listens? Daphne was happily splashing. Then I hear coming from Brant "Oh No! Stella you didn't?!?!"
Then I see it....a floater. It happened. For the first time in ~200 baths, poop in the bathtub. I suppose we were overdue. We could do nothing but laugh.
Go Stella!
ReplyDelete~200 baths??? You have some squeaky clean kids! We started counting and I don't think we've made it to 100 yet! Sorry for your floater...glad you could laugh about it. We've only had one and I was doing baths solo. I wasn't laughing :) Call me when you feel better and get a minute.
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