My Little Fish

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Lately, bath time has been hit-or-miss.  It can range from 30 seconds of screaming and crying to fifteen minutes of excessive laughter and splashing.  Tonight, though, tonight was a rare aquatic treat.  Robbie spent an hour in the bathtub.  In frigid water.  Laughing, splashing, and refusing to leave.  I asked him several times if he was ready to get out, only to hear, “No, thank you, Mama.”  And so he kept playing.  I couldn’t bring myself to wash his hair, though.  There’s no way I would have let anyone wash my hair with that ice cold water.  But, hey, whatever makes the kid happy.  It gave me some time to catch up with my favorite little brother.

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