Occasionally we let Zane run around the house naked for a few minutes before we plunk him into the bath. Monday night was such a night. After stripping him down to his birthday suit, I turned my attention to getting the bath ready. Zane giggled at me and ran around the corner into the kitchen, out of sight. After not hearing anything for 15 seconds (this is never a good sign with this kid), I decided to peek into the kitchen.
Zane was standing, peeing into a spreading puddle on the linoleum. I started to chuckle. He heard me, finished, looked up at me and smiled. Then he took one step towards me, directly into the middle of the pee puddle. Since he had peed on the linoleum, it was pretty slick, and his feet went in opposite directions, sending him crashing to the floor.
Pure comedy.
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