Showing posts with label bath. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bath. Show all posts
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Mean Mommy
Stu and I decided to try giving Caitlin a shower instead of a bath tonight. I wonder why? Anyway, she was of course, horrified and cried and screamed. She kept pulling the shower curtain and liner back and trying to climb out. So, since I was already as wet as she was, and I wanted to avoid an emergency room visit and stitches, I got in with her. She soon stopped screaming and seemed to enjoy her shower.
Caitlin grabbed the only bath marker that had survived the poop bath and was drawing away on the walls. I let her have it as we got out and I got her into a towel. I then handed her off to daddy and took the marker away since she was trying to draw on herself. She had a death grip on it, but I managed to get it away. She cried all the way to her room and then while daddy held her, she kept saying "Mommmmmmy. Mean. Mine. Mean. Mine. Mommmmy. Mean. Mine" over and over. Boy, she's learned early, hasn't she?
Caitlin grabbed the only bath marker that had survived the poop bath and was drawing away on the walls. I let her have it as we got out and I got her into a towel. I then handed her off to daddy and took the marker away since she was trying to draw on herself. She had a death grip on it, but I managed to get it away. She cried all the way to her room and then while daddy held her, she kept saying "Mommmmmmy. Mean. Mine. Mean. Mine. Mommmmy. Mean. Mine" over and over. Boy, she's learned early, hasn't she?
Monday, August 25, 2008
What Is It About Water?
Conall and I were enjoying a nice evening trip to the library tonight to pick up some books related to what he is learning in school this week. We had some great mommy and Bear bonding time.
On the way home, Stu called me to tell me how his last hour or so had gone for him and Caitlin. Stu was giving Caitlin a bath when he realized that she'd done it again! She'd pooped in the tub.
Stu tried to get her out in time, but wasn't able to, so he ended up holding her over the edge of the tub while she pooped. Isn't that such a lovely mental image? Anyway, not knowing what to do with a wet, naked pooping Caitlin, Stu took her to her room to put a diaper on. She then grabbed for the window, leaped out of his arms and face planted.
Daddy couldn't clean the tub while Caitlin was running around (been there, who could?), so he drained it, thinking it would make it easier to clean! Note to anyone who ever goes through this -- DO NOT DRAIN THE TUB WITH POOP IN IT! This makes it much harder to clean as the poop smears as the water drains and it then clings to everything. Always leave the water in the tub, then you can just scoop the poop. Can you tell I've done this before?
After sanitizing the now cleanest tub in the world, Conall is taking a bath. Caitlin is screaming at the top of her lungs because she doesn't want to go to sleep. I wonder if we'll get to clean puke tonight, too?
On the way home, Stu called me to tell me how his last hour or so had gone for him and Caitlin. Stu was giving Caitlin a bath when he realized that she'd done it again! She'd pooped in the tub.
Stu tried to get her out in time, but wasn't able to, so he ended up holding her over the edge of the tub while she pooped. Isn't that such a lovely mental image? Anyway, not knowing what to do with a wet, naked pooping Caitlin, Stu took her to her room to put a diaper on. She then grabbed for the window, leaped out of his arms and face planted.
Daddy couldn't clean the tub while Caitlin was running around (been there, who could?), so he drained it, thinking it would make it easier to clean! Note to anyone who ever goes through this -- DO NOT DRAIN THE TUB WITH POOP IN IT! This makes it much harder to clean as the poop smears as the water drains and it then clings to everything. Always leave the water in the tub, then you can just scoop the poop. Can you tell I've done this before?
After sanitizing the now cleanest tub in the world, Conall is taking a bath. Caitlin is screaming at the top of her lungs because she doesn't want to go to sleep. I wonder if we'll get to clean puke tonight, too?
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Optimism Fails Me
As Conall was eating his Frosty from Wendy's and very excitedly feeling better (he is running around the house and jumping), I was giving Caitlin a bath. Stu was eating dinner and I was walking back and forth from the living room to the bathroom with my hamburger.
I walked out of the bathroom to get a sip of my drink when Caitlin started screaming. I thought maybe she was upset that I'd walked out of the room (she's done that before). Nope, she had pooped in the tub. And, not just a little bit. There was poop from one end of the tub to the other. Luckily, it was mostly solid.
I had to shut the bathroom door, wrap Caitlin in a towel and fight Conall from coming in to see the poop. Finally, I had the presence of mind to scream at Stu for help (he was in the living room eating -- he had heard me say she'd pooped and seemed unconcerned) as I was scooping poop out of the tub with a paper cup, Caitlin was crying and shivering, and Conall was happily screaming about the poop.
Stu got Caitlin out and kept Conall out while I joyfully bleached, scrubbed, sanitized, and rinsed. I had just bleached and scrubbed everything this morning from the post- puke bath last night. Still, when it rains it pours. I wonder what is next tonight? Optimism has failed me.
I walked out of the bathroom to get a sip of my drink when Caitlin started screaming. I thought maybe she was upset that I'd walked out of the room (she's done that before). Nope, she had pooped in the tub. And, not just a little bit. There was poop from one end of the tub to the other. Luckily, it was mostly solid.
I had to shut the bathroom door, wrap Caitlin in a towel and fight Conall from coming in to see the poop. Finally, I had the presence of mind to scream at Stu for help (he was in the living room eating -- he had heard me say she'd pooped and seemed unconcerned) as I was scooping poop out of the tub with a paper cup, Caitlin was crying and shivering, and Conall was happily screaming about the poop.
Stu got Caitlin out and kept Conall out while I joyfully bleached, scrubbed, sanitized, and rinsed. I had just bleached and scrubbed everything this morning from the post- puke bath last night. Still, when it rains it pours. I wonder what is next tonight? Optimism has failed me.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Sebastian Bath Art
Conall worked on this bath art masterpiece for quite some time last night.
It is Sebastian the Crab from the Disney movie The Little Mermaid.
Here's our conversation as he was getting out of the tub last night
Conall -- "Mommy?"
Me -- "Yes?"
Conall -- very quietly "Don't erase Sebastian."
Me -- "Ok"
As soon as he was asleep, I ran into the bathroom and took a photo of his Sebastian picture. When NaNa came to visit today, he ran into the bathroom, pulled a stool up to turn the light on, and climbed into the tub to show her his drawing. He did all of this before she even made it down the hall! He has really enjoyed drawing lately.
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