I have received comments that I make my life appear a little to perfect. I just prefer to remember the nice things and let the rest diminish with my memory but here's a little taste of reality:
Two kids in the bath tub. One of them poops, a lot. Grab the girl and get her out of the tub as quickly as possible, scream for backup, take out the boy leave him shivering in his poopieness, scoop out the solid matter, drain tub, boy still shivering, give tub a good scrubbing, thoroughly wash boy, wrap in towel and cuddle. Good times. See, we are normal.
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