Just a quick story for this evening's post from TDR. Emma was "picking up" her toys before bath time. This consists of three main steps:
a. rare back and toss said toy as high up the stairs as possible, aiming for the playroom doorway at the top of the stairs.
b. catch any toys that tumble back down the stairs and throw harder.
c. step over toys that remain on the stairs while dragging heavier things like baby strollers and such up the stairs.
I was getting a bath ready for the girls when I thought I heard thunder. A movement caught my eye and I looked out to see Emma doing cartwheels down the stairs. I dropped what I was doing and ran over, my heart racing at 190 beats per minute. She sat up and somehow jumped into my arms. I held her still and we worked over every part of her to make sure it wasn't broken or bleeding. Thank God everything is in working order and she doesn't even have a bruise. She had taken a tumble from the 3rd stair from the top to about half way down the stairs before she stopped. It could have been much worse. I explained to her why she tripped and that she now needs to do what Daddy always says which is "don't leave toys on the stairs". I think we now have that issue whipped.
Now getting my girls to take a bath is not very difficult. If I say "bubbles" in a moderate volume, they are naked and running toward the bathtub. NOTE TO SELF: be very careful when asking the girls if they would like to go blow bubbles when over at someone's house.
I finished up their washing before letting them play. As I was rinsing Emma's hair some of the bubbles got in her eye and she began to half cry/whine. I was trying not to laugh because I could tell she was faking.
She put her hands over her eyes and pretended to cry "Mommyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy - my eyes hurt - put bandaids on them"
I don't understand how some fathers don't take an active role in bathtime. It is so funny to see your kids making themselves into unicorns with their wet hair, or pretending like they are cooking or making fart noises in the water with their squirt toys.
The laughter still echoes throughout the house even though they are fast asleep. I love my children dearly.
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