Earlier tonight the three of us were all in our tiny bathroom together getting ready to dash out to the store. I was putting my hair in a ponytail, Clay was peeing, and Ev was…exploring. The next thing I know, Clay’s freaking-out because while he was standing there mid-stream, he noticed a little hand reaching between his legs and and stretching outward. He started yelling at me to DO SOMETHING! SHE HAS MY PEE ON HER HAND! Evelyne was a little confused and just held-out her arm like, “Dude, what just happened?” I had one of those moments when you don’t know what to do and you feel almost paralyzed so you do the only thing that makes sense–finish fixing your ponytail. (while laughing hysterically) Clay was like, “EMILY, FORGET YOUR HAIR, WIPE HER HANDS OFF! WASH THEM! SANITIZE THEM!” all while he was trying to finish peeing because apparently having your daughter interrupt your business with her hand seems to stall things a bit.
It was hil-AR-ious!