Any evening can turn from mundane to utter chaos in a matter of minutes in this house. I took bath duty and was wrapping things up when the shit hit the fan, almost literally.
As I'm drying Silas off I catch a whiff. It's poop alright. But where is it coming from? Smashed between his chubby butt cheeks is one sticky little turd. Oh, great. It's on the towel too. The same towel I used to dry him off. Now I'm finding poop in his ear!
Josh is yelling for help from the kitchen. He obviously doesn't know what I'm dealing with here. In his defense, Jackson was taking a whiz in the dishwasher...
We get them in bed and it's quiet. So I get ready to take a shower. But I'm still smelling poop in the bathroom? I pick up a rubber duck and much to my surprise there's a turd sticking up out of the bathtub drain. You see, Silas really likes to sit on the drain when I let the water out of the tub. But his chubby little cheeks usually plug up the hole. Guess the drain just sucked the poo right out of him.
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