Yesterday was bath night, and also a right of passage that marks our movement into the ranks of “real” parents. Our first “kid poops in the tub” experience.

Yuck, yuck, yuck.

Worse, the toy obsession du jour is a large set of foam cars. ALL of them were in the tub at the time. Hysteria ensued at being denied access because we felt like they needed a run through the dishwasher post poopy-tub.

Aunt Anna, look what you have to look forward to! :)