The Peanut’s early baths were scream-fests. She hated it and we couldn’t get her out fast enough. Then, she figured out this trick. Now, don’t even think of taking her out of the tub unless you want to feel her wrath.
She won’t always do this trick, particularly in front of her grammy, who probably thinks I’m lying when I say she can do it. I think her resistance is all part of the Peanut’s campaign to prove that she is not a trained monkey. I had to move quick, but I caught her.
This has become the Peanut’s nightly routine with D. She sits on his lap and “tells him about her day.” D is hoping its a routine they can keep for a long time. Here, I think she’s probably complaining to him about all the times Mommy tried to get her to roll over on camera today.