Friends, Romans, Countrymen, lend me your eyes.
For we have had total success in the bath department. Along with your wonderful suggestions, I found something that helps Logan be happy and content while I bathe him.
Singing primary songs.
I discovered he loves primary songs a few days ago when he was being just a tad fussy. I got him to take a pacifier and started singing. He spit that paci out and started grinning and cooing at me. I sang every song I knew, some of them twice before he needed the paci back and went to sleep.
So that's what I did during his bath.
*sidenote* I'm watching biggest loser right now and has anyone noticed that Jillian Michaels runs like an awkward person? I would not imitate her style if I was you.
Anyway, I sang him those songs and he was so content he let me wash the lint out of his toes and the stinky cheese out of his neck rolls.
My child is perfect and smells like roses and don't you forget it.
In addition to the bath my own faucets started running and leaked all the way through my shirt and my jeans before I even noticed. Apparently I had pulled my legs up to my chest at some point or something. Who knows? My worst fear right now is that it's going to happen while I'm in public and totally embarrass me. Like when I'm conducting the music in church or wandering around the grocery store or something. Especially since I don't seem to notice until there is enough milk to feed my child on the front of my shirt.
And I do wear pads in case you were wondering.
The flow overpowers all.
Do boys read this blog?
If you are boy reading this blog and you feel awkward right now, I'm sorry.
Just think of how I feel with liquids gushing out of my body at inopportune times.
Would you like me to end this entry with a picture of my lovely totally non-stinky child?