Do stories about pooping and peeing with infants ever really get old? I sure don't think so. So here we go...pooping sage continued. We had a rough day with spitting up with little Simeon on Monday, so we decided to have an early bath, and see if we could get him to go down a little earlier to catch up on some sleep. Mama got the perfect bath ready, and Papa stripped the little man down to his birthday suit.Just as Mama was getting ready to scrub down our little man, Papa started pouring water on Simeon. (Which I thought the purpose was to get him whetted down, and warm him up.) Nope! Papa intentionally was pouring water over his little man parts, to see if he could spray Mama with pee! Mama turned around just as the arch began to spray, right on Mama's shirt, all the way down to her bare foot! Papa just laughed and didn't even do the courtesy of offering Mama a towel. Simeon looked at me with his big blue eyes, and let out a little squeal, and then smiled and laughed. How could I even think of being mad?
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You're the man, Simeon! We can't wait to see you!
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