It was only yesterday that we had to hold Millie's little head up when getting her in and out of the baby insert that she laid in for a bath. Oh yeah, time flies.
These days, bath-time with Millie is like trying to control a hyper-pressurized fire hose. She wants you to experience each unruly splash, so attempting to close the sliding door some of the way is a no-go. She looks you in the eye and opens it back up as if to say, "how dare you try to stay dry during my bath experience? Millie also loves pouring water all over the place from her little bottle, be that inside or outside of the tub. And then afterward, there's the standard flat refusal to be toweled off. Running around to air dry is so much more fun, and completes the fun-park water circus. Its really all an amazing feat...
...which leads to one wet "Dada"
But what can I say, and what can I do? Sweet and loving or crazy and ornery, she's got me.
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