Saturday night I found myself stuffing the
laundry in the washer and dryer while my 4 year old gave Declan a bath.
Now, before you call protective services, there is a madness to my
method. They were both sitting right next to me and I had one eye on the
Jack-Jack doppelganger and another on the 4 year old, who was eagerly
cleaning off the Jack-Jack doppelganger. The reason he was in the tub
was because he was so tired that we thought a bath would calm him
down...and because of the "incident" moments before.
