Too tired

Sometimes I feel "too tired to parent". Last night was one of those nights where "anything goes".

I told the boys to get in the tub and I started the water. Instead of taking them into the bathroom, and putting them in, the process drug out and I waited for it to just happen. Finally Cooper got in, so I went to Carver, stripped him naked in the living room (all the while thinking...I shouldn't be doing this) and walked away...repeating "Carver, let's go potty and get in the tub."

I went to the bathroom to turn the water cooler for Cooper, and finally decided to pick Carver up and take him to the bathroom before he peed on the floor. By the time I got to him in the living room (no more than a minute or so could have passed), he was holding a toy covered in...yup, poop. And at his feet? Several small addition piles, one stepped on. He looked up and me and said, "yucky?" ...oh, child!

I apparently didn't get it wiped off very good before putting him in the tub either, because by the time the bubbles settled, Cooper was screaming, "MOM, GET ME OUT. CARV HAS POOP COMING OUT OF HIS BUTT!!" (It was really just some left-over!)