It Finally Happened

Well...I was wondering when it was going to happen. Frankly, I'm a little surprised it hasn't happened before, but tonight just happened to be our lucky night. Yes, my sweet daughter pooped in the tub for the first time.
It started out like any other bath, when she leaned back in her signature poop position and proceeded to fart more than any almost one year old I'm sure has ever farted before. Which made Laila laugh hysterically, as she tried to gently pick up her fart bubbles. Of course, I was doubled over laughing as well...when she got "The Look". That's when she proceeded to poop in the tub, and yes, tried to pick it up as well, totally fascinated by what was happening. I freaked out, started yelling for my husband, screaming, "She's pooping in the tub! She's pooping in the tub!" Chris and our dog, now all riled up and barking come barreling down the stairs and into the bathroom. Chris swoops Laila up in a towel, who then proceeds to poop all over her daddy with a look on her sweet face that said, "Hey, I wasn't done, Okay?!" I ran upstairs to grab a slotted spoon to fish out her poop from the bath, drained and doused the tub with chlorox, and refilled the tub for yet another bath. My laid back girl couldn't have cared less about the chaos, she was just super excited she got to have another bath!
As I tucked her into bed tonight, and sang my little goodnight song to her, I got a little teary remembering how lucky we really are, because just one short year ago, I would've done ANYTHING to have a story to tell, like my story above. I would've done ANYTHING to laugh with my baby and husband about something as silly and absurd as fishing out baby poop with a pampered chef slotted spoon.

I don't know why she does it...but Laila's favorite thing is to put her Easter bucket on her head. I think it has something to do with that it makes everyone laugh :) My little comedienne.