This morning I had to wake Karalyn up so she could have a shower with me.
It had been a few days since her last shower - now notice I say shower - not bath.
Kara doesn't get baths very often.
For a few reasons.
Reason #1 - we are busier! With the boys there was always a bath and then bed - but with Kale getting older and involved in so much there just isn't time for me to give her a bath each night.
Reason #2 - the boys take showers. When it is time to bathe, the boys just jump in the shower. I can't just bathe all my kids together anymore - Kale is getting older (and more private) and I can't just stick Kara in the shower with the boys like I would if they were in the tub.
Reason #3 - while I LOVE my sunken down tub - it is a pain to give baths in. You have to lean over so far - anyway (and yes there are three other tubs in the house but all the bathing equipment is in our bathroom - that way I really only have to keep up with one bathroom - not 4)
So for those reasons - Kara usually gets stuck in the shower with either me or Kyle.
But - today I was feeling guilty. A friend had recently posted on her blog her baby in the bathtub just hanging out - and I was feeling bad for Kara. The boys loved their baths and I was feeling a little bad that she didn't get to enjoy them either.
IRONIC that it was today that I was feeling bad for her not being able to take baths. . .
This is what I found when she woke up from her nap today
(If you think the bed was covered - you should have seen her)
Now I could go over every detail of how I had to scrape "you know what" off my daughter and how somehow I managed to get her clothes off without making her eat to much of "you know what"
But really the best part of this story is this:
She got her bath and loved every minute of it!
