Plop plop fizz fizz

I sometimes have to sit back and ask myself, "Why? Why don't you ever learn? Why would you think that with time, things may change?" I have no answer to my question. I can only sit here and shake my head at my foolish self.

I am the most unlucky person in the world. Okay, well may be not the most unlucky, but I am not generally a lucky gal. I could purchase every soda in the store, and I still would not win a free one. I never win anything. I just had another mind blowing realization. Why do I still by lottery tickets on occasion?! Sigh. Just when I was starting to think my luck had changed, I was smacked in the face once again with the truth.

Last night was a good night for Colters bath. Things were going so smooth. I didn't feel like I was having to rush to get things done and I was just enjoying watching him play in the tub. It was so great. My little bathing handsome angel, having a good old time in the tub. Look at that sweet innocent smile on his face.

Tub: GURGLE GURGLE.
Mommy: Huh, what was that? Oh you silly boy, you tooted in the tub. And you sure think those bubbles are funny. Mommy does too.
Tub: GURGLE GURGLE GURGLE.
Mommy: Why are you gripping the side of your tub so tight Colter? Your not pooping in the tube are you?
Colter: Big baby smile followed with at giggle.
Mommy: Oh My Gosh, you are. Oh s&!t! What should I do? If I take him out, will he be done, or is he going to crap all over the floor? This is a super dilemma.
Colter: Still smiling.
Mommy: I guess I will give you a minute to finish.
Tub: Hey lady! Aren't you going to help me out here?
Mommy: Oh man! I better you get you out of there. Grabs towel and sets it on the floor. Grabs Colter and sets him on the towel. Looks at the tub. OH THE HORROR!!! How on earth am I going to clean that up?
Tub: I don't know lady, but you better hurry it up.
Mommy: Hurries to clean the tub. It is a pathetic sight. Finally gets it clean and gets new bath ready. Puts Colter in nice clean tub.
Colter: Not very happy with the delay. Is now getting fussy.
Mommy: Darn it, I better hurry and get this bath over with.
Colter: I am going to squirm and make it difficult for you.
Mommy: Finally, after some madness, bath time is done!

I am being punished. I have heard all of the horror stories of poopy in the tub, however, I have never encountered it. I had started letting myself believe that I was going to be the lucky ones who never had to share a horror story of this kind. I was sadly mistaken. Lesson learned? Most likely not. I will once again believe that I am lucky someday, and I will be proven wrong.

I would have shared a picture of our adventures, but I didn't think you all would think it was as cute as the others. Sorry to disappoint! :o)

Have a terror-ific, I mean terrific Thursday!