I was on a hunt for a suitable dress for Sophia’s upcoming birthday pictures when I passed by the bath time isle. The only toys I’ve ever given her for bath time were some foam letters and stacking cups which all fit neatly in a mesh bag that drains nicely and prevents mold. I never bought more than that because I didn’t want a bathroom bursting with bath crap and the majority of Sophia’s bathing is done in the showers at the swimming pool. For some odd reason I thought it was time to add a little more to the bath toy collection so I bought a Crayola set that includes paint, markers, and washable crayons with a case that looks like a crab.
On Sunday, she used them for the first time. I presented them to her and said that they were special crayons she could use on the wall. “On the wall?” she repeated with doubt. Ha! That’s my girl. “Yes, but only in the bathtub.” I told her. I used one of the paints to show her how they worked and then she went to town. Paint all over the shower walls and tub. After a while, she asked me for soap. I figured it was time for a picture after seeing the walls, but when I came back with the camera, I was too late. Sophia had soaped up her washcloth and was now wiping the walls clean. It’s disturbing how much she’s like me.
I crave it on rare occasion, so Sophia and I shared a meal. Who knew it would promote bathing? The bath time push isn’t an official one therefore no equipment is supplied, but I think the responsibility is implied when certain meals are advertised for children. McDonalds BBQ sauce should come with soap and towel!
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Good Clean Fun
Now that Sophia sits up and can stand on her own for almost a minutes I’ve ditched the bath seat for a rubber suction cup bath mat. She loves the new bath time freedom and butt scoots all around the tub. I first gave her this freedom a couple weeks ago, but the night before last was the first time she tried one of her mealtime booster seat tricks in the tub. Imagine if you will, an infant sitting nekkid in the tub. Usually girls don’t create their own personal showers like little boys do, so you really don’t know if you’re ever washing them in their own urine. Maybe you can if there is a lot, I don’t know. Sophia was sitting in about three or four inches of water with her feet in front of her. Her legs weren’t straight in front of her because nothing extends straight out on an infant except their arms and then it’s only when they’re reaching for something you’d rather them not have and you aren’t really looking but know they simply couldn’t have reached that from over there, but I digress.
She’s sitting with legs in front, knees slightly bent towards her sides. She leans in towards the water with her mouth open and touches the water with her tongue. She did this repeatedly. The water was soapy from washing her, but all I could think is, “mygod I hope she didn’t pee!”
She hates it again
Sophia is back to hating bath time again. Last night’s bath she didn’t like at all. The following pictures were taken last week. Last week’s bath she was ok with. She didn’t even mind the hairdo I gave her. 
It was when we brushed it the right way that she became upset…
“I don’t want my hair to look like daddy’s!” I guess she likes to look like Baby Don King.
