Even daddy's have a bad night!

Poor Chris, even daddy's have bad nights. I left for work on Thursday evening as Adriana was going in the backyard to play. Well about an hour and a half I called to check in on him and he said he was having a bad night. I asked him what happened and he said "well whats under the deck?" I said "spiders?" because I hate them and they like to live under our deck. He said "no, mud". Apparently Adriana was playing in the mud and so was our dog Sunny. So now he has a very muddy 4 year old and dog. So he gave Adriana a bath and was going to wait to give Sunny one until I came home for my dinner break. Well I came home for my dinner break and Adriana was already in her pajamas. I asked her why she was in her jammies so early and she said "because I'm never aloud to go outside again!" I started laughing and said "did Daddy tell you that?", she said yes. I went into the bathroom where I heard the bath water running thinking Chris had the dog in the bathtub. No, it was Andrew. Andrew looked at me and said "Mommy, I have diarrhea! Chris told me to go look up in their bathroom upstairs. I walked up there and sure enough, he had diarrhea all over the floor. What a mess! So I helped him clean it up and get all the baths done. Poor Chris, he was just having a really hard night. I think those are the times he really appreciates it when I'm home :)