Bath Time Excitement!

So I guess I'm not any better at posting with school being out! I wish I had pictures for this posting but my camera is being dumb (AGAIN!) so you'll just have to imagine it...

So a couple weeks ago Scot took me out to dinner at Olive Garden. It was nice and the first time we'd been anywhere nice since Zan was born. When we got home it was bath time so Scot said he'd take Charley out if I'd start the bath. We'd been having a good conversation so he said he'd be back in a minute to finish. I was fine with that so I undressed Zander and put him into the bathtub. I picked up the washcloth, put soap on it, and turned around to see the tub full of poop. No big deal since Scot would be back any minute. We had a system worked out for just this situation. As I was waiting Zan started playing in the water like usual which made me gag everytime he brought his hands up to his mouth. I figured Scot really would be there any minute now so I'd lift him up out of the water and wait for Scot. Soon after I heard the garage door go up. Weird, but that means he's on his way inside. Halfway up it goes down.

Then halfway up.

Back down.

All the way up.

Down.

I'm going to kill Scot now. As Scot is practicing making the garage door go up and down, Zander is busy pooping and kicking which means only one thing- he's pooping on his legs and feet. I'm trying to dip Zan into the water to get the poop off, but as I lower him toward the water he pulls his legs and feet up and smiles at me. I'm glad someone is enjoying themselves! At this point I figure I'm on my own so I try to decide what to do. I don't want to get poop all over his towel, but I don't want to put him back into poopy water either. My arms were dying so I set Zander back in the water and held his arms up into the air trying to figure out if I could run downstairs, open the door, yell at Scot, and run back upstairs all without Zander touching the water or drowning. Luckily I didn't have to try it because the front door opened. I screamed at Scot to hurry and he does (only because he thinks I let Zander drown he later tells me).

We decide to wash out his tub and put it in our shower because we have this thing on our shower head that comes down. We're going to use that to rinse Zander off because using a cup to pour water on the poop isn't working. So we get moved in to the other room and start rinsing Zander off. I tell Scot to be quick because I just know that he is going to scream with the water being sprayed on him. When Scot finishes and takes the sprayer off Zan, he starts screaming bloody murder. We finally figure out that he actually likes being hosed down. Go figure! Well its a good thing bath time isn't always this exciting or I'd rethink giving him a bath!