Quick insert of the child playing in the cabinets.
Then I gave my child a bath. I let him run around without a diaper while I was running the water. He went #2 allllll over my bathroom floor. A runny #2 at that. And then sat down and played in it. I did not take a picture. My gag-reflex was already warning me to spend as little time as possible in the bathroom.
This next picture probably doesn't make sense. It's the wall in my extra bedroom. With a dent in it. What caused that dent, you ask? My child's HEAD. We were rough-housing, and then he decided to throw himself backwards, not realizing the WALL was right behind him. Screaming ensued. Tears flowed. My eyes about bugged out of my head as I was comforting him but stealing glances at the dent in my wall.