I’m not big on baths. I’m personally a fan of showers, and bathing my kids, while occasionally sweet and cute, is just about the last thing I want to do at the end of a day when I’ve been asked no fewer than 436 questions, wiped noses at least 47 times, and prepared a total of 34 meals and snacks. And it’s only 5:30 PM. Oh, yes, please let me rinse the shampoo out of your hair while you scream bloody murder that a drop of water the size of a pinhead may or may not have touched your eyelash.
My husband is largely the go-to bath guy for our 4-year-old daughter Petunia, and I’m large and in charge of baths for Peony, 16 months. Which means she’s been bathing in the kitchen sink since birth. Not because we don’t have a tub (we have two of them). But because I’m lazy and she just fits so nicely into the sink.
A few months ago I stuck her in the tub, thinking she’d like it since she seems to enjoy sticking her head into mine while I’m in the shower, but she wailed as if the sky was falling, so I promptly took her out and put her back in the sink. But then a few days ago I decided it was time for her to graduate from the kitchen sink to the tub. Mostly because it didn’t dawn on me until now that we could just bathe both girls at once and be done with it (I’m a slow learner). And, you know, the girls might actually have fun together.
Well, guess what happened? Take a peek into bath time at our house:
Photo credits: Meredith Carroll
More from Meredith on Babble’s Toddler blog:
- 10 Signs You’re Madly and Hopelessly, if Not Oddly, in Love with Your Toddler
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