At the end of the day, even on the harder days, I love giving Gigi her bath. In fact, I look forward to it all day long. When she climbs into that warm water she becomes the silliest baby, bursting with giggles. It's a time for me to really be in the moment. I try to take it all in... the way her hair looks, the smell of the baby soap, how tiny her little shoulder blades are... For some reason, during bath time, I'm always so aware that another day is done and it's going by way too quickly.
Boy, do I love her to pieces.
Also, I'm pretty sure the majority of her hydration for the day comes from drinking bathwater. C'est la vie.
I hope you all have a great weekend... Kyle had shoulder surgery yesterday so we're going our best around here to keep everyone comfortable, rested, fed, and happy. Looks like it might be a queit weekend for us.
