Yes, a bath. It seems he was reminded yesterday how much fun the bathtub is while watching me give Peanut one. Apparently, my 5 year old's need to take showers, instead of a bath, was overtaken by his inner child. So tonight, a bath is what he got.
I filled the tub and in he went. Happy as a clam. I then thought I could leave him alone and tackle some other tasks. I got Peanut into her pajamas, put away some clothes and settled in to check some e-mail. That's where the trouble started. Peanut wandered into in the bathroom with The Champ. I think it took about 5 minutes before the noise from the bathroom got my attention. The results are posted below:
- The walls of the bathroom were covered with water from The Champ squirting Peanut with rubber duckies.
- The floor was covered with water from previously mentioned duckies as well as Peanut dumping a cup full of water on her head while "rinsing out the shampoo".
- Peanut's pajamas were saturated to the point of needing to be changed due to previously mentioned head rinse & duckies.
- Four previously clean towels on the floor, soaked from The Champ's attempt to clean up the water.
I got The Champ out of the tub, changed Peanut into some dry pajamas and cleaned up the mess, all the time cursing myself for not thinking this could happen.
Do you think Mrs. Joe should hear this one?