Saturday, February 11, 2012


Norah is feeling a little under the weather today so she was "taking a tub." Lou was pissed he wasn't allowed in. I had him in his room wrestled to the ground so that I could change his diaper. As I tried frantically to wipe up all the crap, he did a gymnastics move and flipped himself around. Of course he made a beeline for the tub where he proceeded to 1) stand up at the tub and pee, 2) attempt to fling himself in a good six inches of water, and 3) pull down the shower curtain and rod on top of himself. All within about 20 seconds.

Happy hour starts now.

1 comment:

Natalie said...

I have been reading my old blog posts lately. I wish I could say that you will laugh about this someday, but you probably won't. I still can't laugh about the days we had like that even 2 years later. It is a good story for those of us that didn't live through it.