I take Mason into the shower with me every morning now so I don't have to risk another Toilet Flushing Extravaganza. He loves it, and honestly I'd rather have shampoo bottles dropped on my toes for ten minutes than have another overflowing mess to deal with.
But anyway, remember my post from two days ago? The floaters in the bathtub? Well this morning Mason left a turd on the shower floor. And then, during bath tonight - yep, another poop.
And this time it was a soft one. Nothing like brown bath water. Eww*.
*Which, by the way, was Mason's new word of the day:
"Ewww", directed at a Daddy Long Legs.
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