Little Mr. Tucker Trouble

Tucker has been such a handful. This is about a recent incident in our home. NOTE: If you don't have kids already, maybe you shouldn't read this. I don't want to be held responsible for anyone deciding not to procreate. 

• Tucker eats breakfast and insists that he feed himself without my help
  
• Barley cereal and applesauce all over his face and hair
• Bath time
• Fill up water
• Set Tucker in bath tub
• Surprise attack! Dark cloud billows from below him
• Yelp
• Save Tucker from the brownness
• Set Tucker on towel on the floor
• Barley  cereal and applesauce STILL all over his face and hair
• Quickly clean out tub and fill AGAIN
• Lift Tucker up to put in tub
• Feel a trickle on my foot
• Look down in time to see yellow fluid attack my foot
• Set Tucker in tub AGAIN
• Clean yellow fluid off foot
• Look back at Tucker
• 2 new little logs in the tub!
• AW COME ON!!!!

As if the story shouldn't end there--I gave up on the whole bath idea, wiped Tucker down, got him dressed and took him downstairs for Gary to watch while I ventured to clean out the tub AGAIN. Not a minute later, I hear Gary yelling, "Tucker got into the ashes!" The little culprit had gotten into the wood burning stove ashes, resulting with a black mouth and ashes all over his fresh clothes. He is such a handful, but he is still so cute!