I was giving Lucy her bath again tonight when I started to get a little emotional. She is getting so big. She was clean and her hair was rinsed; but, she wanted to stay in the water to play. It was adorable, yes. On the other hand, it just shows me how old she is getting. I was thinking back to the days when baths were strictly a cleaning process and no playing was involved. The faucet was just a weird sound and not something to play with. Getting out and wrapped into a warm towel was comforting and not a whining mess, because the rubber duckie is still in the tub.
Oh how things have changed. In fact, I feel a little silly still bathing Lucy in her baby tub. She is ready to be moved into one of those suctioned rings, for the bottom of the tub. Oh well, she is content and it uses less water.
Pretty soon she'll be hollering at me to leave the room when she takes a bath. I hope that day doesn't come too quickly! It's bittersweet.
Growing, growing. sjch a beautiful big girl now :)
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