My evening so far ...

Wifey left for a meeting ... so far so good.

Take kids on bike ride to playground - a quick 10 min's away. Technically, the girl rides the bike, the boy is pulled in a wagon with the snacks and a few balls we keep in the wagon.

Boy learns to throw ball out the wagon. Walk takes 20 min's.

No one gets hurt at playground. A good time is had by one and all.

On the way home, girl shows she's getting the grasp of this "look both ways" thing. But I just can't bring myself to thank the Wiggles. My praise emboldens her, so now she thinks she can ride with no hands and with her legs splayed out to the sides.

Kids actually agree to hop in the bath tub right away! Unprecedented.

Kids are cleaned up in record time, so I allow them play time ... (can you hear the background music turn dark and nefarious).

I'm putting their clothes in the hamper when I am called back to the tub with ... "There's Poo! Jakey went poo in the tub." Ok, no harm and just a little foul - but they're whole pieces and I can fish them out with their play bucket. I make a conscious decision not to fish it out with wifey's toothbrush - you'd think that would earn me pts.

Girl is sent to her room to get dressed. Boy is wrapped in towel and stood behind me to wait, while I begin the fishing derby.

I manage all 4 catches in less than a minute and all-in-all, execute a fairly clean catch and release .... only to turn around and find my boy with bath towel on ground covered in more (much less solid) poo. Apparently he thinks he can pick it all up before I notice.

... oh wait, I hear the car ... you'll just have to imagine the rest of my evening.