Dear @#!%! Kid.
It was funny the first time. It was still funny the second and third times. But now you’re just making it foolish.
STOP PEEING IN THE BATHTUB.
It never fails. Warm water. Clean, fresh, ready to wash your stanky butt. I sit your stanky butt in. And wash wash wash.
And then wee willie winkie is all I WANT TO PLAY TO.
I also don’t appreciate that you’re doing it later and later into your bath time. Because tonight? A little too close to the towel dry for me.
Well, jokes on you, child. I’m never going to change the water for a tablespoon of pee.
And when you pee in the pool someday and the water changes color and everyone knows you pissed in the chlorine and all your friends make fun of you and will never let you live it down? I’ll be there, waggling finger, reminding you that I tried to stop this habit from day one. And laughing. Oh, lord, will I be laughing.
YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO YOUR $^!@#$ MOTHER.
That’s a joy we haven’t had to deal with yet. I’m sure we’ll get the bath pooper with our luck.
C used to do that ALL THE TIME. It drove me bonkers. I swear these babies all want to thwart our attempts at bring good parents.
*being.