Aubrey has discovered a new talent.
And apparently a new schedule.
This week she pooped in the tub.
Twice.
And then she tried to grab it.
Her face was like, "Oh my, where did that come from?"
Like a lady, you know.
The second time she did it, Jack was in the tub with her.
I've never seen him move so fast.
3 comments:
Brooklyn, you're children are so cute! I love reading your blog. Sorry you have to deal with poop in the tub, we've had that happen several times too. Not very fun.
I don't know why, but I thinking pooping in the tub is so horrific that it is one of the funniest things about being a parent! I love their reactions: one will scurry away, one will scream bloody murder, and another will just continue on as if nothing is wrong. Love it!!!
Believe it or not, we've never had a kid poo in the bathtub before. We've had kids who pee all the time (harder to catch, unfortunately)- and then when they get caught, suddenly they never want to take a bath again for fear that they may pee in the bathtub (to the point where finally forcing them in to the tub for a scrub down results in a horrific, screaming bloody murder, splashing water everywhere mess). But yeah...no poop. Just...ah, you know, rubbing it in. :-)
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