Gabriel pooped in the bathtub last night.
While I was animatedly reading him “Tootle the Train,” I thought I saw him lean over, get red-faced and grunt a little, but my naive self assured me that he would naturally never want to poop in the tub.
Yeah right, honey.
Let’s just say that last night’s Poo in the Tub episode gave new meaning to “cow patty” and “floaters.”
Yuck.
I am sorry this happened to you. This happened so many times with my youngest I lost count. I never got very good at reading the clues.
There's a first time for everything… you'll remember to look for the poop face no, won't you!!??