Tubby Time

What a Mom does for her children.......Olivia loves to take her tubby every night. Saturday night we decided she would skip her bath because it was getting too late. Liv gets a little mean and a lot uncooperative when she is overtired. So, we told her we would give her a bath as soon as she gets up Sunday morning. She asked if Mommy would take a bath with her. I told her maybe, hoping she'd forget by morning. She's tired, right? She won't remember.

Wrong!! Sunday morning comes around and it's time for her tubby. Of course she remembers wanting Mommy to take a tubby with her!! Trying to avoid trying to cram me into the tub with her and her tub toys, I talked her into a shower. Good plan. Right?? Wrong. She hated the shower. She didn't like the water hitting her face and when she stood out of the water, she was cold. She wanted her tubby and it had to be with Mommy.

OK, picture this, 5' 9 1/2", 125 lb. me (OK the height isn't a lie) cramming myself into a normal sized tub with a 2 year old and what seems like a zillion toys. Wait, don't really picture it but think about it. Do you know how small that tub was?? I guess there was good and bad that came out of it. The bad new is that cramming myself in the tub is actually worse than the depressing feeling that a bunch of my clothes still don't fit even though I lost all of my "baby weight". The good news is that I did not get stuck in the tub, I have proven that I am still flexible.....I had to be to fit in there with Liv and all her stuff.....and Liv had a great time playing in the tub with her Mommy!! It's much better when Addie takes a bath with her.