Of Bath-Time Buddies

We are so blessed.  Among many motivations behind this belief is the fact that our children love bath-time.  Or, in Emmett's case, it's not so much a love, yet, as an apathy.

Both he and his sister (after the first bath or two of their lives, anyway), have always been pretty content to be hygienic.  At his small age, we place the infant tub on our bathroom sink when it's time to suds up.  Now, this location has always been out of pure convenience for us, but we've noticed there comes a coincidental advantage as well, as both our bathrooms are equipped with a full mirror over the sink - so either locale allows our bathing babes (when infants only, not so much at the toddler stage) the privilege of sharing the event with what we like to call their "Bath-time Buddy."

After all, if that other baby isn't crying, why should they?  I'm sure they're just fascinated that there's another baby at all - and where does this other baby go when not being shampooed?  Or are they in a continual state of bathing?  All questions I'm sure they ponder for those hours outside of the tub when they're doing nothing but staring at the ceiling (or, if they're lucky, the rotating ceiling fan).

Now at Micaiah's age, her Bath-Time Buddy is nearly forgotten - well, maybe not.  She does get to see her old friend whenever she washes her hands.  At these times Micaiah is always sure to blow a kiss and wave good-bye when it's time to go - actions which always earn a respectful reciprocated response.  Such a sweet friendship.

Now, it's true - these buddies can be a bit of a bad influence.  Such as the times when they encourage splashing water all over Mommy during a bath or clapping sudsy hands during washing.  But they are just kids, after all.

And kids will be kids, reflections or no.