Well here is the funny story Jenna aluded to in her previous post.
I generally give Noah his bath and most of the time I get in with him but Sunday night I put him in the guest tub and sat on the floor next to him while he played with his rubber duckies.
Jenna let the dogs in at this time and of course all 3 want in the bathroom at the same time for some attention. Noah was just babbling and splashing along while I pet the dogs enough to tide them over and shooed them out of the bathroom. I turned back around and Noah lets out a little squeal of delight.
It was at this time that I notice the brown color of the water. Strange, the lakes here turned over weeks ago and how could I have missed the water color when I was drawing the bath. Then I notice the floating things in the water. It still took a second to dawn on me what had happened. I screamed for Jenna with no response. I did the only thing I could think of and picked him up. Well I couldn't put him against me so I look like Mr. Mom running down the hallway with Noah at arms length. The entire trip he was cackling like a witch in Hamlet. We burst into the other bathroom and I put him in the empty tub.
I heard, "Excuse me..." from the side and realized Jenna was looking at us like we had gotten pink tattoos of a scorpion on our foreheads. I told her, "Noah pooped the bath," although if you really know me you know what I actually said. She looked at me like I had just won the award for the biggest overreaction in parental history. I said I'm moving the bath in here, you go clean it up. She still had a smirk on her face as she walked down the hallway. When I heard her scream "Oh my God!!!!!" I began to laugh. Then Noah started to laugh. I turned on some water and held him at arm's length until it was warm enough. I heard her calling her mother and saying "Can I just let the water out...I'm not a bath expert!!!!!" I started to laugh again as Noah splashed in the water. He looked up at me with a smile that took up half his face and said "DaDaDaDaDa!!!"
I generally give Noah his bath and most of the time I get in with him but Sunday night I put him in the guest tub and sat on the floor next to him while he played with his rubber duckies.
Jenna let the dogs in at this time and of course all 3 want in the bathroom at the same time for some attention. Noah was just babbling and splashing along while I pet the dogs enough to tide them over and shooed them out of the bathroom. I turned back around and Noah lets out a little squeal of delight.
It was at this time that I notice the brown color of the water. Strange, the lakes here turned over weeks ago and how could I have missed the water color when I was drawing the bath. Then I notice the floating things in the water. It still took a second to dawn on me what had happened. I screamed for Jenna with no response. I did the only thing I could think of and picked him up. Well I couldn't put him against me so I look like Mr. Mom running down the hallway with Noah at arms length. The entire trip he was cackling like a witch in Hamlet. We burst into the other bathroom and I put him in the empty tub.
I heard, "Excuse me..." from the side and realized Jenna was looking at us like we had gotten pink tattoos of a scorpion on our foreheads. I told her, "Noah pooped the bath," although if you really know me you know what I actually said. She looked at me like I had just won the award for the biggest overreaction in parental history. I said I'm moving the bath in here, you go clean it up. She still had a smirk on her face as she walked down the hallway. When I heard her scream "Oh my God!!!!!" I began to laugh. Then Noah started to laugh. I turned on some water and held him at arm's length until it was warm enough. I heard her calling her mother and saying "Can I just let the water out...I'm not a bath expert!!!!!" I started to laugh again as Noah splashed in the water. He looked up at me with a smile that took up half his face and said "DaDaDaDaDa!!!"
