We stayed in a hotel for some fun and relaxation before I had to go back to work. It had a HUGE jetted tub, which ya'll know is a requirement for us to even stay in a room.
Vin had been fussy, and I was feeling frazzled by it all. I decided that I would just get in the bath with him, turn on the jets, and it would help us both calm down a bit.
He was lovin' it. I was lovin' it.
I guess Vin decided to love it a little too much, and guess what? He pooped in the jetted bath tub. Oh yeah and the jets WERE ON! So, guess what that means...poo particles were going every where. ALL OVER ME.
Never a dull moment with children.
11 comments:
Eek! Good times!
Eeeew.
We missed you last night!
Housekeeping!!
Oh man..... yuck!
Ah yuck.
He's still cute though.
gross.
i have always been grossed out by jetted tubs in hotels, but i try not to let it get to me, cause we too love a jetted tub. it's basically important.
i may or may not be a little bit more grossed out now. lol
too funny.
funny!
dood... that is gross and funny... and disturbing. Kind of like me. Probably why I am still giggling.
That is pretty disgusting. he is a total boy.
that is not funny... that is disgusting! How can I ever try to enjoy a romantic evening at a hotel in a jetted tub now?! I will forever picture poo particles floating around in the tub! (so now when I never get married, it's all your fault! lol!!)
ha ha ha. i love it!!
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