If you've been following me on Twitter or read my post, you know how much trouble bath time brings around here.
A few nights ago, after saying her prayers with her, well...for her -- she'll say Amen -- I asked if she wanted to pray one more time to baby Jesus. She said okay. She put her hands up, and in her sweet toddler language tried her best to repeat after me. We asked if baby Jesus could please help her to not be afraid of the bath tub anymore. Then she said Amen. Sweet girl. I think I teared up a bit.
Since then we've been trying a few things to make the situation more bearable, but we haven't been having all that much luck. Today I attempted bringing her in the shower with me, after I was washed. She was unsure and nervous, whimpering and whining. I made it somewhat of a game and told her it was like the rain. It went a bit better than I anticipated but still not like bath time used to be. I washed her hair and that was pretty much all she could handle.
An improvement. I'll take it.
Nolan went through that, and we tried to make it a game too. He still hates having his hair washed but will play in the tub now :D
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