My dear sweet kids,
We used to have a system. We had the whole morning routine down to a science. I would take a shower while you two enjoyed a 1/2 hour of water play together in the bath! Just enough time for me to bathe, apply make-up and dry my hair.
Now you hide when I mention the word bath. You fight tooth and nail when I try to remove your PJ's. You cringe at the sound of running water. And not even Curious George bubbles can entice you to climb in?!?!
How do you expect me to keep up my high standard of hygiene? Not to mention that you guys don't smell like roses after a couple days, either! believe me!
Can't we just get back to the old days? What will it take?
I CAN be bought! Fruit snacks in the water? Cartoons within watching view? Anything. ANYTHING!
Start thinking because I am desperate!
your increasingly greasy-haired, dirty mother
Here's how bath time has gone down lately.
lucy still in shock that I forced her in. Jack smiling while devising a plan to sabatoge bathtime!
some play has begun...even though I've told them a thousand times NOT to drink the bath water!
a temporary smile.
7:02 and a half a.m.
it's over. that's all I have...2.5 minutes! did you count them? She's done and ready to climb out!
what do you have to do to get a shower in?
tie your children up?