Water, Oh, The Water

Continuing with the theme of bathroom disasters, let's talk about today. 

Let's talk about how Judah went #2 on the potty, and I do mean on all surfaces of the potty. Let's talk about how Judah decided to give himself a bath to wash his poo-poo off his booty (points for effort). 

Aaand let's talk about how Judah poured buckets, buckets of that bath water on the bathroom floor. But he didn't stop there, his glorious waves of poo water reached all the way from the tub to our bedroom. 

I walked in to find a poo-covered toilet and waves of water cascading across the bathroom floor and onto the carpet where I stood.

Let me tell you, that was fun to clean up. 

Okay, I may or may not have said the H-word. 

It may or may not have sounded something like,

"Judah, WHAT THE ____ DID YOU DO??"

But, then, he gave me the cutest "Sorry, Mama. Sorry, Mama. Sorry, Mama," while giving me this look that said: 

"I love you so much and you're the best mommy in the whole world."

(seriously, those were the look's exact words. don't question me on this.)

So then I wasn't mad anymore and I forgave him and told him this was very bad, and that I love him still. 

The end.