When I was little bath night was a big deal, especially Sunday night. I can still remember the feel of my favorite towel (and the less dreamy feel of the scratchy option that we sometimes got stuck with). Those towels have long since been retired to the cottage, and sometimes I come across my favorite--a golden mustard, super soft and very frayed towel--and I smile.
But the best part was
after the bath. In the fall and winter, my dad would make a fire. Once we finished with our baths, we got to run out to the living room in our towel and enjoy the warmth of the fire while we dressed in our PJ's and got our hair combed out.
It was during these times, I believe, that my
do-tah do-tah (signature toddler butt wiggle) was born. That, friends, is another story.
I, too, remember "bath night" fondly as well! I didn't have a special towel, but I do remember the "do-tah-do-tah" toddler butt wiggle! I must say, though, it got really crowded in front of the fire when you and Tom got into the mix, but that's okay, those Sunday nights are some of my best memories! And, when "the girls" are at our house and need a bath during the fall and winter, it's like our childhood Sunday night all over...
ReplyDeleteI love this story, Shelby -- thanks for sharing and in such a lovely but still funny and cute way! Miss you lots, hoping to see you over Christmas. PS do tell how you like Nathan's tub...have always wondered...have you used it since before he could sit up? xoxo
ReplyDeleteKris--Thanks! Yes, we have used it with him since day one, with a little less water in the first weeks. We have been very happy with it. It is sturdy, easy to clean and easy to handle Nathan in it. Kisses to Reese and Caleb! sbc
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