Poop in the Tub

      Yes it's true, this last week there was poop in my tub. From who? My lovely little girl, Kate. I was in the middle of giving her a bath and while she was just playing, I was talking to Bobby who was in the bathroom with me. Then I happened to look over just in time to see Kate standing up and bracing herself against the side of the tub with a very concentrated look on her face. Only to hear the little and stomch dropping "plop" noise as something fell into the water. So my reflexes kicked in just a tad too late and I grabbed her and picked her up, which she didn't like at all, and ran her to the changing table to clean her up. Bobby had the fun job of cleaning the tub. I got her all cleaned up and about 10 minutes later, which I figured was enough time to determine that she was done pooping, filled another tub for her. Well I still needed to wash the toys that were in the previous tub and the sink is right by the tub so I put her in and stood next to her washing her toys. In the middle of washing, I hear a distinct grunting noise followed by the sound of bubbles...I slowly look over only to see Kate, sitting this time, but lifting her left up just high enough to poop another huge load in the tub.. apperently she wasn't done! So I yell for Bobby, pick Kate up, hand her to him and put some rubber gloves on and then proceed to scoop everything from the tub into the toilet. I clean the tub again and forgo the whole bath experience and turn on the shower. Kate HATED the shower. She didn't like being sprayed or held while she was bathing, so it was easier to just set her down in the tub and spray her down...yeah..she Loved that! ;)  So it was an exciting hour long bathing experience that I hope was my first and last, although I know deep down that there are more to come.