All I wanted to do was sit on the couch and eat my bowl of cereal…

The moment the milk hits the cereal, Toddler craps his pants. Now I have to wrestle a poopy, smelly toddler because diaper changes are now "the end of the world." Set the cereal bowl on the end table... "BISKIT GET AWAY FROM MY FOOD!!!" The Chihuahua is standing on the end table eating my Captain…