A First Time for Everything

Abby takes a nightly bath. I only wash Abby's hair every other night, but the bath is a must.

Bath time is usually 20-30 minutes long depending on how soon we get started. Abby adores this time and has so many funny games that she plays in the bath. She puts her toys to sleep, sings them songs and cleans them. She is so good that I usually am able to clean the house while she bathes (she sings and talks so loud, that I know she is ok).

Tonight though, about 10 minutes into it, she screams, "Momma" at the top of her lungs and I can hear her start sobbing.

I run in there and she is standing up (which she knows that she is never allowed to do).

I look IN the tub.....and oh.my.god.

There are two golf ball size "floaters".

I grab her out of the tub and just stare. In the history of Abby we have never, ever, ever had this happen. I was honestly at a loss of what to do.

So, I go grab some Kroger bags (three to be exact) and wrap them around my hand. I decide to fish them out and throw them in the toilet.

I am not sure if this is what I should have done, but it was the best that I could come up with.

I was so traumatized. After the first one, I gagged. But I tried to hold my sh*t together (literally) and got the second one as well. Pretty much everything in that tub has been bleached.

And Abby and I can barely look at each other now. We are both embarrassed by what went down tonight.

****Sorry for the wordy posts, Ill put pictures up just as soon as I take them. ****