The kids are all bathed and in bed. Fantastic. Everyone was back in school this morning so my day started a little earlier than it has over the last couple of weeks. It wasn't too bad of a morning. A little resistance from Andy but that is typical. Jack was a little slow getting out of bed. When I woke him up I asked him if he'd like me to sing a song. He did. I sang When the Saints Come Marching In. Don't even know if that is the tune title. No matter, Jack gave me a thumbs up for my efforts. Anyhow, everyone had a good day.
So, bath time. Jack was in the tub and just chatting it up about random things. Perfect Turbines was something he kept talking about. Not sure why exactly but they were on his mind. I was in my room folding some laundry and then Jack says "I just farted in the tub. It's like a submarine. When submarines are under the water air bubbles will come up from them. We all know a regular submarine would not fit in this bath". Now see, this is all very good information to have.
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