I was going to write a long, fascinating post tonight. It would have made you laugh, made you cry, and changed the way you thought about the world. Unfortunately a series of bathtime mishaps have left me feeling deflated and blogless. Child #1 pooped in the bathtub. After that was all cleaned up, I put child #2 in the tub. Not to be out done, he threw up in the tub. Now the tub has been cleaned, the bath toys have been bleached, and the boys have been put to bed. I'm going to drink a beer and watch Kung Fu Hustle. Good night.
**Both boys are feeling fine. Not sure what happened in the tub. Allison is doing baths tomorrow.
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AWWWWW! Poor you! I am so glad mine can poop and puke in tub by themselves now that they are older.
Wow, I thought I had a bad day. Now I understand the crptic comment when we were on the phone, that you didn't feel up to blogging. Actually, it was a pretty cool deal if you think about. It's all part of growing up. Our boys have done that and worse. Worse, in my humble opinion, was the day I caught Ian on his hands and knees in the upper bunk, throwing up. That's only worse because laundry is involved.
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