After reading Talia’s post a few weeks ago about how her youngest daughter pooped in the bathtub, I was feeling mighty pleased that Maddie had never done it. (Oh, hi. Did you think this was going to be about something crafty? If you’re not okay with detailed poop discussions, get out now.)
I’ve heard of babies doing this, but thought I was in the clear and had nothing to worry about with Madeline for some naive reason. Well as you can probably guess, it finally happened today. Right in the middle of my “let’s washy-wash-wash your mullet” song (we have songs for everything around here), that all too familiar blank expression came over her face.
“Maddie…”
Her cheeks started turning red.
“Maddie, WAIT!”
And like all moms, I knew what was about to happen.
“WAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!”
At first, just a few little bubbles floated up and I was like, phew. False alarm. I started getting her out to dry off and then there amidst the sweet lavender scented bubbles, a turd floated to the surface. Then another. And then about 17 more followed.
It was an unstoppable force… an army of turds.
My co-workers are jealous of my afternoons off. If they only knew…
LOL!!
I’m always looking for fresh ideas for baby shower gifts. A spaghetti strainer for the bathroom is just the thing!
Not to worry, both of my children did the exact same thing. My daughter screamed bloody murder. My son thought he did something special. LOL.