The Baby Ruth

Tonight started out like any other. Troy came home from daycare with my wife, I ran him a bath to wash off the day, and my wife brought him in and plopped him into the tub. Then something happened that had never happened before. Troy squatted down in the soapy water and started grunting. At first, I thought he was pooping, but nothing came out. So, I assumed he was just making his usual sound effects to entertain himself.

I was wrong...very wrong.

When I went to start soaping him up, I saw it. It floated out from under the soap bubbles. What looked to be a Baby Ruth candy bar! And then it broke into two, heading off in opposite directions. I fished them out, and then I lost it. I washed my hands three times, wiped them down with Clorox wipes, sprayed them with Lysol disinfectant, and set them on fire!

The entire time my wife was gasping for breath as she laughed herself into a lather.