We gave Oscar a bath today and it was the first bath since his very first bath that he didn't cry. A thing like that really makes you think you've started to get this child rearing thing under control. And then you remember how it maybe took you three or four diapers to get his changed in the middle of the night because of the unexpected peeing and the projectile poop.
You take your victories where you can find them, I guess.
2 comments:
I still cry in the bath, if it makes you feel any better...
Heh. Wait till the poop gets bigger. What fun, what fun. Is it time for bed yet?
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