After many years of tears, hair washes at our house have finally settled down. Thank goodness!
It's actually quite a pleasure now. Happy kids, happy to dunk their own heads in the water. Lying back pretending to be mermaids - except for the very grown up mer-dude of course. He no longer allows a camera into the bathroom. Very manly, except that he screams like a girl when I try LOL.
It's when I get to spend one on one time with each of my lovelies. Personal time. Time for a quiet chat. Time to just sit and have a yack about whatever they want.
Usually we are joined by the cat who has always loved to watch bathtime. Now we are also joined by the puppy so it gets quite cozy in the bathroom.
We smell the shampoo and conditioner and try to guess what's in them. We observe their 'nanna' fingers and toes from being in too long. We giggle at the puppy trying to climb in the bath. We shoo her and the cat out so there's room for a wriggly body to jump out and wrap up in a towel.
It's the only bathtime that I get to help. They're all quite independent now. They pretty much fend for themselves. All too soon for this mama.
Soon they'll be washing their own hair. Hopefully they'll still let me sit on the little stool next to the bath and chat while they do it.





