Poop Happens

On Saturday Joshua pulled his first "I'm your disgusting little brother" act on Ellie. It was half an hour before bedtime and Josh and Ellie were both in the bathtub. They love having baths together. Joshua was viciously sucking on his wet little fists and kicking his feet as he watched Ellie make soup in a big jug. Rob was home, so both of us were enjoying this relaxing activity together.
Suddenly, Josh's face turned bright red. "Um, Rob..." I said. "I think Josh is going to poo." (You must understand that this is a relatively rare occurrence. Joshua poops once every other day on a good week!) Before I even got the sentence out, there was this....LOG floating around in the tub. Rob quickly grabbed Ellie and pulled her out of the tub. But she didn't understand why bath time needed to end so soon...so she kept trying to climb back in. She was a little upset that bath time had to end just because Josh couldn't keep his "train" from arriving at the station, so to speak. Rob, being the hero that he is, removed the stinky bath-time perpetrator from the tub and took Ellie to get her pajamas on. Just as he left Josh's face turned red again. Before I could even think, there was another, even larger....LOG floating around in the tub. By this time I was laughing...HARD. "ROB!!" I called between hoots. "He did it AGAIN!!" Again Rob came to the rescue (I was laughing too hard to do anything except hold Josh there) and just as he was extracting this turd from the tub, there was a POOF! And the water was all cloudy with...well, I won't go into any more details. Needless to say, another bath was absolutely necessary. And Josh looked mighty pleased with himself. We'll have to teach him some more appropriate ways of letting us know that he wants the tub to himself. In the meantime, well, poop happens!!