Bath night in our house has morphed into an amazing display of ginormous bubbles, swimming kids complete with goggles, and maybe a bit of washing.
And last night we got to do it twice.First Time
Happy kiddos!
Bubbles!
Swimming! Goggles! Splashing!
Out of the bath...
Bedtime lotion. Favorite monkey jammies for both.
Ready for books.
But then...
I drained the overly-bubbled bath.
And there was a POOP.
A POOP. IN THE BATH. Which means basically the kids had been playing in the toilet.
Second Time
Confused kiddos.
No bubbles.
No swimming. No goggles. No splashing.
Out of the bath...
Crying, overtired (but squeaky clean) kids. No more favorite (now poop-infested) monkey jammies.
Oh, you poop.
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