Picture if you will....
...red-headed Fred (Jonathan) running around the house, stark naked, awaiting bath time. As we walk towards the stairs Mr. Man heads over to the heater, sticks out his belly and soon enough the sound of tinkling could be heard. That's right, you pictured correctly, he peed, ALL over/in/around the heater!! Thankfully my gasp startled him enough that he promptly stopped - good control young man. I rushed him to the bath tub and informed him that he could now urinate. Do you think he would listen? Nope
...a clean, red-headed Fred running around the house, playing with his bouncy ball tripping over his own two feet (nothing new) and falling into the hassock thus bumping his mouth and cutting his lip. Blood, sweat, and tears. It was a quick recovery, thankfully!
...as I was cleaning out the babe's humidifier in the bathroom sink, I looked over to watch him lift one leg, drape it over the edge of the tub and slide right in. Thankfully, since we have already had bath time, the tub was empty, however my notions of Jonathan being a Monkey Boy....100% affirmed.
What's next....crawling out of the crib?!
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