Friday, February 20, 2009

Rub-A-Dub-Dub...

Lately I've had three (little) men in my tub: the slurper, the splasher, and the mover-n-shaker. This all started out rather simply...

Dash thought is was fun to slurp the water from the washcloth. We thought it was cute that he just couldn't get enough and let him run with it.

Then came the splashing. Splash, splash, splash, mommy's drenched. Splash, splash, splash, water up the nose, cough, cough, sputter, sputter, slurp, slurp (you got it... back to the washcloth), splash, splash, SPLASH! Mommy looks like a drown rat; heeheehee! Dash thinks that's HI-lar-ious.

Now roll those two in with crawling and standing (yes, in the tub) and you've got a little bit of bath-time craziness. Don't get me wrong, I don't long for the simple days. It's amazing to watch him learn and grow at such a fantastic rate (it's almost like you can see the synapses firing), but I definitely wish I had another set of arms (or two... or twelve!!!)

Slurp...














...slurp...














...guzzle...



















...grin...














...splash, splash, splash...


...crawl...















...stand! The first time, ever. It caught me a little off guard...


...then he did it again...


...and again.


The kid just couldn't get enough!















So we took away his water...














...but it didn't dampen his spirits one bit.




1 comment:

Alexandra Doudian said...

Haha! Taline does the same thing. Wants to stand up in the tub to watch the cat.