Well, my mom finally has it. She's mastered bathtime, or so she thinks. I often surprise her and make a mess since I am without diaper. Man it's tough when the water hits you. But she's taken to laughing at my mess and persistent crying when she soaps me up. This is much better in my opinion then the flood of tears she shed at my first bath.
I will say though that my favorite part of bath time is getting my hair washed. I love the scalp massage my mom gives me and then all that warm water flowing over my head. Surprisingly enough, she still hasn't gotten any in my eyes. I guess I like this part the best because I know the end is near and mom has me wrapped up in a warm blanket.
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