Bathroom humor

Whenever I try to take a shower, Myles follows me in to the bathroom. I feel a rubber duck hit the back of my legs. Turning, I see Myles ready to pitch me another because, "Mommy NEEDS toys." No matter how fast I try to finish, every bath toy is in there with me.
Myles loves his own bath. What two-year-old doesn't? But he loves his after-bath ritual maybe a little more. He stands on the bath mat, and I wrap a big towel around him. There are some big hugs shared. Then he begins to bounce and chant,
"TOGA, TOGA, TOGA."

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Anonymous said…
my nephews, the frat boys-in-training.

of course, ambrose, your house does resemble "animal house" in some strange way...