Tonight when I was doing the dishes I was listening to Dave giving Ajax a bath. They were laughing and playing and having a very good time. About twenty minutes later, however, I heard the nighttime routine of trying to talk Ajax out of the bathtub. Sometimes we’re successful at talking him out of the tub, other times we’re simply lifting a wet and squirmy child out of cold bathwater. Who wants to sit in a cold bath? Well, apparently a two year old doesn’t mind.
Dave then came out of the bathroom and went searching for a diaper and PJs, with a naked Ajax right behind. “Woman!” Dave shouted, “where’s the diapers?” (this is a running joke between us). Dave then rounded the corner into the living room, with of course, Ajax on his heels shouting- “Woman! Where’s my diaper? Woman!” Dave and I couldn’t stop laughing, though I guess in hindsight maybe we shouldn’t have? Oh well, it was pretty funny.