Some afternoons I feel like I’m really getting stuff done.
Then this happens.
Picked my little guy up from school. He said he had a tummy ache and wanted to drink juice and watch cartoons on the couch to “feel better.”
I turned my back for 30 seconds and that all it took for him to be covered in puke and pee. He must of scared himself throwing up and immediately peed his pants.
Then I was covered in it. Then I stripped us both down. Gave him a bath. Put him on the clean couch. And have been scrubbing the couch in the photo with whatever I could find under the kitchen sink.
It isn’t looking (or smelling good) right now.