A bath/shower
can be a very relaxing thing. They’re good for washing the day away after a
long day at work, or the meeting place for a glass of wine & a good book. I
know I have solved world hunger, balanced the trillion dollar deficit that is
America’s checkbook, and all of us do our best singing in between shampooing
& conditioning. But my child? Not so much. He has yet to discover the joys
of being clean. Whether changing a diaper, or changing his clothes, when that
cold air hits him, Cameron screams like Fantasia in a half-filled stadium. His
first bath was comical, let’s discuss…..
The plan was to
have him fed, changed & washed before the Bears lost because that’s what they do
lately. I had 2 wash cloths, the baby body wash/shampoo, & the soothing
lotion that calms & helps your baby sleep. Johnson & Johnson is getting
all of my money. The pajamas came off
with no problem but once the diaper was removed, the fun began. Some lukewarm
water rinsed gently on his scalp to ease him into what was about to happen. Cam’s
eyes got wide as we eased him into about 1 inch of water. Those stubby little
legs stretched & kicked while those little lungs screamed bloody murder. So
much for my son having a glass of wine while reading The Cat In The Hat.
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| Someone Was Mad |
Wrapped in a
towel that was 4 sizes too big, we decided not to put clothes on him right
away. His 1st bath was such an experience that we allowed him to
catch his breath before dressing the little guy but the look on his face as he
pondered what just happened and How he could convince us to not let it happen
again was priceless. Of course, until
the next bath.
Until next time…Happy
New Year!
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