It's like "Where's Waldo," only more inappropriate.
My son has once again proven his ingenuity and efficiency by not only cleaning himself in the tub, but also getting rid of his bodily waste at the same time. He's so clever.
Look, he just created two more toys in the tub.
No wait, that's kinda gross. He has "taken the kids to the pool" during his last two bath times, making up my mind that he will either not take a bath again until he is potty trained, or his mother will bathe him from here on out. Thank the Maker that both times they were only solid chunks and not some Dijon mustard and cottage cheese explosions. Parents, you know what I'm talking about. Speaking of poop, back to my day job.
The end.
