Why does it seem like the nights that go horribly wrong are the ones when I'm currently flying solo or are awaiting Daddy to get home?
I mean....the ONLY other night I can remember when Jacey decided to give us a 'floater' in the tub (when she was bathing with her sister, mind you) was a night that Daddy wasn't home yet.
Until tonight.
Not cool, Jacey. Not cool.
Luckily, she was by herself this time (I'm not sure Tatum has recovered from that trauma).
Looking for a silver lining........the kids bathroom will get a very good cleaning tonight!
Birthday cakes for certain celebrations for the weekend will have to wait.....
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