A mess

I really miss the baby bathtub. When the child poops in the baby bathtub, you can simply dump the whole thing into the toilet and flush, clean and refill with water and rewash the child. When the child poops in the big bathtub… not so easy.

I heard Jack sort of grunting from the other room where I stepped away for a minute (I know, I know… NEVER, NEVER leave your child unattended in the bathtub), but he has a stuffy nose and it sounded like he was just having a hard time breathing. I walked back in the bathroom, and there he was picking up the bits of corn floating around in the tub with the other yucky stuff. He had a grin on his face that said, “hey, this stuff is WAY more interesting than my normal bath toys.” I decided I would take him into my parents’ shower and hose him off and clean him up in there. Not thinking clearly enough, I just put him in the shower and turned it on and he promptly screamed bloody murder because it was freezing cold. I managed to get the temperature adjusted a little and he started to enjoy it. I got him mostly soaped up, and the water started to get too hot, so I backed it off and when I pulled it out to adjust it again, I accidentally turned it on full blast, way too hot. This caused Jack to scream bloody murder again, and now I’m sure he’s so traumatized that he’ll have a fear of showers for life.
I have a quick gag reflex, so the clean up of the bathtub was… well, no description needed. I’m sure many of you have been there.

Yuck.