Well.... after 21 months, it finally happened.... and it happened on dads watch!

I’m downstairs cleaning up from dinner, I had sent my husband to get my son started in the bath. Im getting ready to head up the stairs to join them and then I hear it....

“G, do you need to poop?

G, are you trying to poop?!

(Little more panic in the voice now)

G are you.......... oh yup, you did it, you pooped..... in the tub”

I’m stopped in my tracks, hoping he didn’t hear me coming

.... few seconds later

“MAMA!!! We have a situation here and we need backup!!!”

I thought about hiding, but I went and grabbed my son and left dad to deal with the floaters 😂😂