Oh dear, when I heard those words I knew it wouldn't end well. Olivia and Cassidy were in the bath. Olivia says "There's something brown in the bath but it's not poo" As I'm walking to the bath I'm thinking "what else could it be?" And sure enough as I walk in Olivia says "Oh ya, it is poo." And there it is in all it's glory- slowly breaking apart and floating all around the bath. Olivia can get out on her own and I scooped Cassidy out. I grilled Olivia "Did you touch it? Did she touch it?" hands were scrubbed anyways, bodies were washed outside the bath with a washcloth and lots of soap. Once I got the girls into fresh pj's I had then had to turn my attention to the bath tub. I will spare the disgusting details but let's just say I contemplated throwing all the toys away. They are sitting in bleach right now so I may still throw them away.
This is stating the obvious but CLEANING UP POO IS GROSS! And time consuming. Everything gets scrubbed twice as much as it would normally. But the funny part (not really haha funny but parenthood funny) is I had to clean up more poo the next day when Cassidy pooed on the floor. (Potty training-ones of those things you don't miss when it's done and gone.)
***This photo was taken about a month before Cassidy was born in Feb 2010; the only other photos I had of them in the bath someone was always flashing their nakedness)


