We’ve had all sorts of bath time mishaps, including Emily watching the bath fill up and weeing all over the floor.
This evening, however, Emily raised the bar considerably. When I went in to get her out, she was floating around in a brown poo casserole. It was everywhere, all over her toys, lapping up around her legs… She was quite oblivious to it as well which was funny.
For the last few weeks, she’s been doing wicked wet dumps, so the only silver lining you could conceivably grab from this was the brown gifts were quite solid in nature. Solid that is, until I had to airlift them to the safety of the toilet, where they landed with a smeary wet thud.
Needless to say we hosed Em down AND her toys and lived to fight another - hopefully cack-free day!
