Monday, March 3, 2008

Baby Fountain



So last night was baby bath night at chez Benjamin. He is much better at the bath these days. His very first few baths he was not a fan. Not at all. Not even a fair weather fan, like he might go to the game if you gave him free tickets and it was sunny out. He felt about baths a little bit like I feel about football games outside in December, on the hard skinny bleachers, in cold rain, when they are out of hot cocoa, and the only thing to eat is cold hot dogs. Anyway, that was way back when he was just a little guy. Now that he is all grown up he takes the bath like a man. Well, sort of. A small, toothless, slippery, naked man. That is to say, he is tolerant of the bath now, although a little confused about what is going on. Anyway, he was in his little tubby, hair (well, scalp really) all soapy, when he started peeing. Straight up in the air, like a little fountain. That pretty much signaled the end of the bath, as far as I was concerned.

1 comment:

wenmei said...

I did the bath fountain too! It's pretty fun, especially watching mom and dad trying to jump out of the way. I also spit up in the bath water this week - have you ever tried that? Did you know baby spit up breaks into little pieces and floats?

- Zachary