Ugh. Really. Ugh.
It's one of those moments as a mom that you can't help but think, "really, this is in that bottomless job description of motherhood. My kid... sitting IN our toilet."
Anyone who knows me well... knows I hate toilets. No.. I loathe them. Despise them. Ignore, in fact, their very existence when I can. I don't clean them (I made sure to marry a wonderful man who is willing to do so) and I sure as heck don't want my beautiful little boy touching them. This makes potty training tricky but not impossible :)
Now that you know... you can imagine my, um, surprise... when I walked into the bathroom a few days ago and found Brodrick with his back to me sitting IN... IN the toilet with his arms resting on the seat. He looked like he was chilling in a nice, relaxing hot tub. ugh. really. ugh. So gross.
I screamed and he panicked (knowing I don't like it when he touches the toilet seat)... but before I grabbed him by the top of the shoulders (the only clean spot) and dumped him in the tub... I managed to grab the camera and take a few pics and video.
Enjoy the sight... because I sure didn't.
Although, now that he's clean and cute again I can look at the pictures and laugh. Not a big chuckle... maybe a smirk... but I can at least appreciate the posterity side of things. I can't wait to show HIS kids! :)
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