A few days ago we sent Sydney upstairs to take a bath. After 2 or 3 minutes I went upstairs to check on her. As I got to the top of the stairs I could hear the water on in the bathtub.
"That's a good sign." I thought to myself.
I glanced into the bathroom to see how she was doing.
No Sydney to be found. The water was on and drain was open. A steady stream of water was running right out the pipes.
I went looking and soon found Sydney sitting on her bad, naked as a jaybird, surrounded by papers and crayons.
"Sydney! What are you doing? It's time to take a bath!"
"But dad!!!" She protested, "I'm coloring!"
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Aren't you glad she also forgot to plug the tub up and water wasn't running onto the floor?
You know, that sounds a lot like me...
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