Rub-A-Dub-Dub....

 

....there's poop in this tub.

It's been one of 'those' kind of mornings. You know, when you drop everything you touch, burn toast, and basically not get anything productive done. I kinda feel like one of those hamsters on the little circle wheel that keep going around and around....and around?

So, to make myself stop from loosing my mind relax, i decided that my little poop monster ray of sunshine and i do should an early morning bubble bath together. I could lay there in bubbles while Emma could play in the bubbles. Sounds like quite the disaster in the making plan, right?

Yeah, until someone poops in the tub and then the party is over.

No wonder my poop-a-tot daughter had a huge evil grin on her face as she splashed me with water.

I don't think that i've ever (and i do mean EVER!) move so fast. In less than a nano-second, i grabbed her and hauled both of us out of the tub and into the shower where i proceeded to scrub every inch of both of us with shampoo and soap twice.

Meanwhile, Emma, is giggling saying "I poopy?"

No kidding.

But we are both CLEAN. CLEAN. CLEAN.

What? The tub?

I haven't gotten that far yet....

ewwwww.....