As I was washing dishes this evening I had a little companion sitting on the counter next to me. She was crying and going on and on about how she didn't want to get in the tub. As I looked at her tear stained, filthy little face I realized that all too soon she was going to be an adult. As much as I was not enjoying listening to her crying and complaining I wanted to remember the moment. The moment when my biggest problem was getting her to take a bath. As far as problems go, that's a good problem- I'm anticipating worst in the years to come. For now, we will tackle the tub issue and accept that she wouldn't look at the camera, so you'll just have to believe me that she was crying.
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