Bath-time fun

I was out with some friends last night and Jeff had quite an eventful night with the boys. He tells the story better, but I will give it a try...

He had the boys in the bathtub (our master bedroom bathtub), bubbles and all. When they were finishing up he pulled Brock out first, dried him off and sent him out to the family room to watch Herbie while he got Brodey out. He reached down into the bubbles to retrieve the soap and came out with, not the soap.. but a poo poo. Brodey was just as surprised as Jeff. So he yells out to Brock, "Brock! Did you poo poo in the bathtub??!!" .... Brock: "yep." Just as casually as if Jeff had asked him if he wanted milk.

So Jeff stands Brodey up at one end of the tub and pulls the drain, revealing much more of a mess than he originally anticipated. He turned for a second to find something to clean it up with and Brodey slipped. Slid on his back all the way through it all. Jeff says Brodey face when this happened was priceless... I can only imagine.

Anyhow.. he had it all cleaned up and both boys re-washed by the time I got home. What a guy! Lesson learned, he says, "always be able to see the bottom of the bathtub."