But note to Daddy.
Nothing comes without a price...just wait...
Then came nap time. The Muffin man went down without any trouble...and then....
Daddy is home alone with Declan. He hears that he's woken from his nap. Upon entering his room he could smell it right away: Declan pooped AND threw up in his sleep.
My poor little guy.
When I got home from work you could still smell vomit on him.
So we decided it most certainly would be bath time.
Declan now stands when I first set him in the water. Then he splashes about. I lathered up soap in his hair while Daddy watched and then....
Declan's face turned a bit red.
Holy cow....that's a LOT of poop. I grabbed Declan and got him out of the tub. Sat him down on a towel and comforted him while Daddy had to get so much poop out of the baby tub. It was stuck to the bottom. Hilarious. My poor boy was getting cold so I tried to cuddle him while we waited for a clean tub so we could finish that bath.
So really Daddy.
You paid for the beer.
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