I've been taking Hank into the bath with me lately. It's so awesome to take a bath together, and a lot easier than bending over the tub to hold him in his baby bathtub. So far these baths have been pretty uneventful....until last night. I was holding him facing me and he was leaning back on my knees when I noticed a bunch of bubbles coming up from the depths.....hence his first Mexican bubble bath (to my knowledge).
But it didn't stop there. The next thing I noticed he had pushed out two big beanies. Thank goodness they were beanies and not the typical soft baby stuff. Julian was downstairs and couldn't hear me calling, so I had to keep an eye on the beanies until he came back upstairs to scoop them out of the tub. We stayed in the bath a little longer (Julian goes back downstairs) and the next thing I noticed Hank got the poop-face going this time, really getting ready to push one out. And guess what he did - yep, pooped on me again. I learned my lesson that time and got out of the tub.
Here are some recent pics. I've spared you any pics related to this story though.
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| Hank is flying high with Daddy. |
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| Me with my denim demon |
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