The horrible moment I realized that there are things worse than snot...

Banner pooped in the tub this evening.

This has me suddenly questioning whether or not I made the right career move when I decided to become a mother.  It has been hours, and I'm still incredibly disgusted.  There just isn't enough bleach.  Or wine.

Banner, on the other hand, thought it was hysterical.

As did my very own incredibly unsupportive mother.  Something about payback being hell followed by a lot of hysterical laughter.  She obviously has me confused with one of my siblings.

Trevor's in charge of bathing from here on out.