Poop

Poop in the tub. That's how exciting life is around here!

This was a first for me... and I should be glad it hasn't happened until now.

Kate and I had to be somewhere at 11:30, so we are frantically getting ready (as usual). She is playing in the tub while I am standing at the sink getting ready. I don't know how in the world I missed the whole pooping process, because it's normally pretty obvious when she is ahem, "doing her business" (if you know what I mean).

No idea how long the culprit was in there, but I glanced over and thought (and seriously, this was my thought), "Hmm, never seen that toy before." It didn't take long for the horror to set in. It wasn't a toy, it was a yucky piece of poop just floating around in the tub along with my little girl. Gross!!!

I had to act quick before my curious Kate got ahold of it. Which, would probably send me puking had that happened. No toilet paper on the roll (go figure). No toilet paper in the linen closet (go figure). I grabbed a washcloth (ugh... it's gross even thinking about it!) and swiped that sucker outta there.

PLEASE, oh PLEASE, NO MORE poop in the tub!!! All my friends without kids yet... see what you have to look forward to????