No Romance Tonight

Things were moving in the direction of romance last night when all of a sudden the light and water turned on in the kids' bathroom. Greg said it was just one of them getting a drink, but after more than a few seconds of the water running, I said we had to get up. Both of us ran to the bathroom, where we found Grant. Water running, pants pulled down and standing in a puddle of pee. As if that were not bad enough, we found that when he peed while standing by the sink, most of the pee went into the bottom drawer, where the Qtips and hair brushes are kept. Talk about a romance killer.