When you have a toddler, each day is a new adventure. One day, your little learns a new word, skill or even dance move. It’s fun and great and everyone is happy. Usually.
My daughter learned how to climb in the tub last week on her own. She just scaled the wall of the bath and hopped right in the kiddie pool tub thing, whatever it’s called. (Dad doesn’t learn new stuff anymore, he’s old.) It was a riot. The next day, she did it again! Haha, look at that! Then Momma realized her diaper was full of more shit than your average Congressperson. Yay! New skills! The water was dumped, the pool refilled and poo was all over the place. I got to hold an angry, naked timebomb who had her precious splash time interrupted while my wife cleaned the bathroom, which now resembled a working farm.
Maybe learning time should be bottled up and saved for potty training instead. I vote for that.