It was just a few evenings ago, I think I was doing something crazy and cutting-edge like cooking dinner when our youngest strolled by.
“Mommy. I make mess”.
I turn quickly and what do I see? I see a tell-tale trail of brown footprints starting and my wee ones little tootsies, leading down the hall, then into bathroom.
What the HECK??!!
I follow the trail like an good tracker should and , lo and behold, the evidence was right before my eyes….right next to an abandoned Pull-Up.
Let me just say…it wasn’t mud…and it wasn’t pudding. I’ll let your powers of deduction tell the rest of the story for me.
Now where the heck are my Lysol wipes?