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fun in threes, sometimes fours
the girl

The Girl has had a love-hate relationship with the bath.

She generally liked it until recently. There was a time when she hated it; this was because she had been sick for a while and simply hadn't had a bath for a couple of weeks. Once we got back into the routine, though, she started liking it again. She wasn't eager to get in, but she caused no problems; she wasn't eager to get out, but she didn't fuss.
No more.
Now she loves it. And getting her out can result in one upset Girl. Bath time is play time -- and she'll play with just about anything.


The Girl has added some moves
Maja commented about preferring pictures of L to pictures of a very blue 55-gallon drum. (I didn't provide a translation, but trust me, that's what she said. To which K replied, "I just hope we won't become known in the neighborhood as 'those people with the blue barrel'.") And then Nana and Papa mentioned the lack of Girl pictures of late.
How did this happen? Are we not doting anymore?
Well, we have been taking pictures. I just haven't been posting them.
How about a video instead?
Last weekend we were in Charleston. Fun city -- European, old, classy. At least that's what I heard. I didn't get to see much because the Girl decided to get sick, and I stayed with her in the hotel.
Dziadek and K went to see the USS Yorktown

And Fort Sumter

Looks like fun.
Meanwhile, L and I sat in the hotel room, playing games, laughing, napping, and having a generally nice Saturday.
We start cleaning up all the toys the Girl has managed to drag out. And believe me — in the space of about 3 nanoseconds, L can pull out every single toy in every single toy basket and toy box in a given room.
Bath time. L loves the bath. She doesn’t love getting ready for the bath. She gets testy, cranky, and whiny. But before we can take a bath, we have to potty. This could be optimized, but we’ll return to this later.
Bath’s done, dressing begins. This can take anywhere from twenty seconds to five minutes. Like most things, it depends on how cooperative the Girl is. She’s able to put her arm out in anticipation of having the sleeve of her sleeper slipped on. (How’s that for alliteration?)
Bedtime, with watered down juice and some kisses.
The girl wakes up crying. She stands up, flings the bottle to the floor, and begins howling. Time for Potty II.
Having had an enormous BM, the Girl is ready for sleep. At this point, the obvious hits: “L, why don’t you do your business before the bath, when I set you on the potty chair and wait in full anticipation?”
“Because that would make your life too simple, Tata,” is the probable answer.
Intermittent crying as the Girl tries to calm herself back down and fall back asleep.