I had to clean the bathtub tonight ‘cuz my daughter pooped in it while giving her a bath. Now *that’s* love.
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When he told me what had happened, I just had to see it for myself. I was expecting a couple pieces. It wasn’t. It was EVERYWHERE. Ewww. I was suddenly motivated to do some laundry, sweep the floor…anything to get out of helping him clean out the tub. Heehee.
Been there and done that with each child. I think it is a right of passage and an experiment to determine if it sinks or floats, but never realizing who is going to clean it up. Robyn did the same thing. She sure felt the urge to clean everything up and make way for me so I would be unhindered in the clean up.
When he told me what had happened, I just had to see it for myself. I was expecting a couple pieces. It wasn’t. It was EVERYWHERE. Ewww. I was suddenly motivated to do some laundry, sweep the floor…anything to get out of helping him clean out the tub. Heehee.
Been there and done that with each child. I think it is a right of passage and an experiment to determine if it sinks or floats, but never realizing who is going to clean it up. Robyn did the same thing. She sure felt the urge to clean everything up and make way for me so I would be unhindered in the clean up.
For some reason there was no mention of this particular situation in any of the magazines or books we read…:)