At bath time, I was doing dinner dishes while Joe was bathing the kids. Not too long after they headed out on their pursuit of cleanliness, I hear a commotion…and soon after my husband appeared holding a naked, crying baby. Joe had undressed baby CD and PB ripped off his diaper and climbed in. Normal procedure, but PB had neglected to tell Daddy until after he had climbed in that he was poppy. The bathtub was filled with poop. At the same time CD, who was luckily not in the bath yet, peed all over my dear husband. Joe yelled to me for help, which made CD upset and he started crying.

We transfer the kids to the second bathtub and during the process CD peed on Joe again. I was laughing my head off after all that. I got the kids clean, Joe changed, and the original shower cleaned up easily. This story provides a good example of why potty training is good. But PB wants nothing to do with it.

Tuition was paid for the last time! Excitement! One more semester and we will finally be done with school! On the same note, I just bought tickets for the flight home for the kids and me. Just a few more months out here.