Bath Tub Talk

This morning began as any other wild day beginning with Ana wanting to play dolls in the bath tub and Ethan wanting his "emergency truck" aka: fire truck. My mother-in-law, Jamie was going to be at our house at 9:00am to bring over a few things. I wanted to have coffee for us to (hopefully) enjoy and also wanted to make the kids muffins that they had been asking for. Everything was going smoothly until bath time. I had put Ana and Ethan in the bath tub together and had just gotten out Ana out when I realized I had forgotten to get her panties. I told her to begin getting her shirt on and I would run and get her socks and panties. Ethan, at this point was still in the bath tub and quiet. (that should have clued me in) I come right back and Ana looks at me and says; "Momma, you not going to be happy". I said; "What is it?" And she replied; "Ethan pooped in the bath tub". I began to laugh and asked her; "Well, will go in there and clean it for me?". She wrinkled her nose and said; "No, that is GROSS Mama". So I walked in the bathroom and there he was standing up in the bath tub holding a pile of poop- just for me. I said; "Oh, thank you, buddy". And Ethan replied; "You welcome. You mad Mama?I go poop. Here you go". Thank goodness it was solid because it could have been worse. And I know this from experience. So I get him out and he is still as a statue while I clean the tub and re-run him new bath water. It was an interesting start to a busy day. I have to say, we had a wonderful visit with Grandma Jamie and no poop in the world could have ruined that.