Weirdos

The little guy used to be a burrito when he got out of the tub. Lately, though, they've both been pretending to be eggs that hatch into puppies. I have no idea where this came from, but it involves lots of barking and giggling.

They are so, so, so strange.

Quack!

The baby got to take a bath alone tonight, and she quacked while playing with her rubber ducky! Her voice cracks me up.

Bath!

The baby has overcome her fear of the tub again (the not-so-little guy accidentally tackled her in the tub and she screamed bloody murder when we tried to bathe her for weeks), so we're back to dual bath time. So much fun!

Bathtime!

The baby is big sturdy enough to take a bath with the little guy now-- and it is SO stinkin' cute.

They play and splash and we have to try pretty hard to keep her from getting hurt, but she loves it! They were wearing their helmets and playing in the tub.

Bedtime

The baby was all smiles after her bath, and she fell right asleep at bedtime.

The little guy and I snuggled up and read a book, and he fell asleep pretty quickly, too.

He had the camera for a bit this evening and took a ton of photos of the house. Here's one that I think is pretty cool!

P.S. Happy Birthday, Nana!

Babies

The little guy has been pretending to be a baby since, well, since we had another baby. It drives Eric nuts, but I think it's kind of funny-- mostly because it's always short-lived. ("Can I please have a cookie?" "Babies can't eat cookies." "I'm not a baby anymore!") Anyway, the little dude insisted on getting a bath tonight (just like a baby), and I was able to sneak in some snuggles before plopping him in the tub.

The actual baby got a couple of vaccines today, so she's sacked out in her crib with a low fever, poor little thing. It can be hard being a baby!

Bathtime!

The baby got a bath tonight, and she's big enough now to like sitting up in the tub.

This probably isn't the appropriate post to mention this, but the baby looks SO much like my mom sometimes that it's kind of freaky.

 Anyway, here are the boys! (Speaking of look-a-likes...)

Variation on a Theme

How would you like this guy to pour water all over you while you try to relax in the tub?

Yeah, she didn't really like it either.

We do manage to go whole days without horrifying this poor child, I promise!

Girls in the house

It's fun being a dad. But I don't really know anything about little girls. As most of you know, I grew up in a house with all boys and Silly Goose came along as yet another male in my sphere so having baby girl stuff around is a little weird. Emily laughs at me all the time because I am mostly in charge of getting her dressed and I guess I don't do as fantastic a job as she expects. The poor little fuzzball ends up with a top from one outfit and a bottom from another.  If she's luck she gets socks. Every now and then I'll remember to put a bow in her hair.  At her age she is still fairly androgynous so a bow helps.

Well here is where a couple ended up tonight.

We haven't found a salon yet, so my hair is getting a little unruly.  I have discovered that the bows can be quite utilitarian while being a nice accessory. At least Fire Chief still wants to hang out.

Fuzzy got a bath tonight too so here is a cute picture of her in a newly handed down bath towel.

Manly-Man

The little dude and his dad sometimes take a shower together after softball games. The other night, they came downstairs in matching towels. I've cropped most of Eric out of the picture (you're welcome, E).

Monkey See, Monkey Do

The little guy was being a little whiny before bath time tonight and didn't want to take one.  I thought I would coax him into taking a shower if I took one with him.  Not really needing a shower I went to the bathroom with my swim trunks on.  As soon as the boy saw me he asked, "What ardoze?"  I replied, "They're my swim trunks." To which he said, "Um, okay.  I get mine!"  Then he went running into his room and pulled out his crazy trunk we bought for summer swim lessons and wanted to get a shower with those on, just like his daddy.

It was a little tough getting those wet trunks on and off in the shower to wash the kid, but he loves his swim trunks with the "bugs" on them.  He's so much fun!

May Showers?

The little guy got so dirty on Saturday that we gave him a shower instead of a bath... and now he's done with baths. He's taken a shower every night since then! Not only is he complaining less about bath time, but it's way easier to get him clean in the shower. We aren't complaining at all.

Here's a completely unrelated picture of him helping me carry my lunch out the door today.

Burrito!

Skippyjon Jones is a favorite around here, mostly because of the secret chihuahua password which is half-sneezed, half spoken ("Aaaa-aaaa-aaa-chupichu!"). In honor of those books, I've been making a burrito out of the little dude after bath time. It's a good way to dry him off and a nice way to sneak in a cuddle or two. Plus, I get to hear him say "I'm a Rito!"

Splish Splash

The little booger and his cousin got to take their baths together Saturday night. There was screeching, laughing, splashing, and a ton of this face for both of them:

What fun! (The giant lump on his forehead was from the playground incident.)

Edward Soapyhands!

The little booger has started helping out with his baths. He rubs his hair, looks at his hands, and says "It's soap!"

In other news, he can finally reach the top of his head.

*I know the title is terrible. Sorry.

Splish splash

Bath time is highly entertaining and very wet (for both of us).  The little guy has realized that falling over in the tub is the best way to make a really big splash.  He's pretty methodical about it, leaning back carefully to make sure that he doesn't hit his head on anything. 

He's going to hate me for this when he's older.

Rubber ducky, you're the one...

Bath time is very entertaining now. We've come a long way from his first non-sponge-bath, where he turned purple because he was screaming so hard and we had to pin him down and dump water on him to get the soap off so we could get him out. Not that I'm scarred by that memory or anything... He definitely doesn't remember, and now he loves the tub.

Bathtime fun!

The little guy had some rice cereal for dinner, which is why he needed a bath in the first place. He's trying to help out with the spoon, but his aim is a little off so he gets food all over his hands (and then rubs his face). I dropped him off at daycare the other day and then realized he had peas in his eyebrows. I'm an amazing mom, what can I say!
Anyway, we've moved him into the bathtub from the kitchen sink. He sat up and splashed for a while.
Then he played on his stomach. He was splashing and spinning and giving us both heart attacks by trying to stick his face under water. The blue thing is his bath sponge that he's totally outgrown.
After it was over, he played in the empty tub and was fascinated by the drain.