The little guy has discovered the singular pleasure of a nice soak in a warm tub.
All the better if he can have toys (or baby wash) on his tummy and a hand outstretched under the running water.
He absolutely loves it, and will stay like this for half an hour! Sometimes he'll close his eyes and flutter his little hands by his ears to hear the underwater sounds. Sometimes he'll have me read him his bathtub book. Sometimes I'll sprinkle water over his tummy or rub his head. But any way you do it, he's a fan. It's the only time he's still all day!
Oh, that bonk on his forehead? The product of a tumble down a few stairs into the corner of a baby gate, while I was standing right there. Lot of good I did!
The Mister and I are making a life for our family just outside Washington, DC. He spends his days (and many nights and weekends) working at a law firm in the city. I spend mine caring for our greatest blessings. This is the journal of our lives.