Turd in the Tub

I have heard many a story of babies and/or toddlers pooping during bathtime; heck, a nice soak in a warm tub is often suggested as a remedy for tiny constipated tummies. I have also heard many a story about the ginormous PITA that it is to cleanse and sanitize the tub and all the ubiquitous plastic tub toys following such a poop. Given how much I hate poop, I dreaded what I fully believed to be the inevitable. Thus I simply refused to put any toys in the tub w/ JD, forcing my poor little boy to amuse himself with only a washcloth and a decrepit Land O' Lakes container.

JD made it through one year, floater-free.

Lulled into a sense of complacency, I started to feel guilty about the sorry state of my child's bath, and I bought JD a -literal- tub-load of bath toys for Christmas.

Returning home from our holiday travels last night, I drew up a huge sloshing bath and dumped in no less than 107 assorted squirting fish, floating ducks, foam letters, plastic boats, cups, scoops, sieves, starfish, turtles, whales, and a toddler-sized bathtub-basketball set. There was barely room for the baby.

He played happily for about 42 seconds. And then he pooped. Who could have seen that one coming??