Bath time

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.