Just thought you’d like to hear about my morning with a toddler

So this morning I woke up to the most pleasant of all surprises. To my toddler sat on my head. Not that funny right? He does it a lot. But what makes today a special day is I woke up to him sat on my head and the smell of shit in the air. So I bolted upright and all i can describe what the sight of my bed is a brown Jackson pollock carefully shat and wiped all around me. On my pillow next to my head, all over the bottom sheet and top duvet, a little pile on the floor, and also the rest of it he decided to wipe off in my hair, you know, for that extra little bum scrub. Luckily I had just enough hot water in the tank to bath him, unluckily not enough to bath myself. So here I am, waiting for the hot water to warm up with a new tone of shit in my hair ranting because I need to rant. I think he was trying to top off yesterday morning when he put my toothbrush in the toilet. via /r/Parenting https://ift.tt/2QEJ0kK