Broken glass and poopy pants

Let me just tell you about my night the other night. I get home from work and put my pump on the counter, the milk in the fridge, and Ryder in his highchair. I am starving and will have about 30 minutes to eat before Ryder will be screaming for his dinner. Grilled cheese sounds quick and easy. I go to move my pump off the counter to clear some counter space. Didn't realize the strap from my bag was wrapped around a wine glass from the night before. CRASH! Glass is everywhere. I get that all cleaned up and start making my grilled cheese. Meanwhile I can hear that Ryder is filling up his diaper in his highchair so while my grilled cheese is cooking away I decide I can quickly change him. I pick him up out of his highchair and realize his pants are wet. There is poop smeared all over him, my work clothes, and the highchair (how do you clean the freaking straps?!?!?). Great! Take him to strip him down and somehow manage to get poop on the wall and all over the changing table. At this point the easiest solution is putting him in the bathtub. I take him upstairs naked holding him at a distance and he is laughing at me. He knows exactly what he just did. As he is kicking and splashing I smell something burning and realize my grilled cheese is still on the stove. At this point I just laugh and realize there will be many more nights like this. :)