And what does he get for that? Another bath, which he hated. I'm pretty sure that the water temperature was the same as last time when he didn't protest too much. The bathtub has a thermometer in it allowing me to have some consistency. Perhaps part of his dislike was the poop particles stuck to most of his lower parts and the relatively vigorous washing needed to remove it.Mom Mom will remember helping me bathe Inwe at about 2 months of age when the poop reached all the way to her hairline at the back of her head. It's amazing how much that stuff can spread and the distances it can travel in a very short span of time.
I dont' know what Finwe thought about Larien playing with his toes as I washed him. Inwe stayed far away; her reason being, "He's making too much noise, Mommy."
What's this next picture? The White Dragon sniffing the now clean Finwe. He's now laid over my lap on his belly trying to fall asleep. He likes this position as well as the slung-over-the-shoulder position. His next weigh in isnt' for another month, but I can share that Finwe is now wearing size 2 diapers. No more size 1 for this chunk of a baby.
I have pulled out the pumpkin costume for Halloween for the little guy. I may not take him out at night if it is too cold, but he'll wear it all day. I'll get pictures.
2 comments:
My little Linebacker cometh!
Too cute!
My son used to hate baths too. He would scream bloody murder (he was 2 or so.) I would be so scared that neighbors would think I was hurting him!
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