On Wednesday, after David, Amanda, and the girls left, Lydia wanted to get in her crib and hold her blanket. She often likes to have some down time in the crib and snuggle with the blanket. Wesley gets in the crib with her sometimes.
Well, after a few minutes in her crib, she started screaming. I assumed Wesley had taken her blanket away from her so I started up the steps to give it back to her. He casually started walking down stairs right after she stared screaming.
I asked, "Why is Lydia screaming?" as we met on the stairs.
Wesley replied, "Because she is taking a bath.''
"What do you mean she is taking a bath?" I asked.
He answered, "I poured water on her so she could take her bath."
Oh my! He did what? I found Lydia soaking wet in her crib and crying. Wesley had filled up a cup in the bathroom sink and poured it on her head. Her hair and clothes were very wet as was her crib. She quickly calmed down once I picked her up.
Here is what she looks like during a real bath. Her hair is getting longer.
Speaking of baths...we know Frank Beamer enjoyed getting the Gatorade bath at the Orange Bowl. Woo hoo the Hokies won a BCS Bowl!
5 comments:
Oh, what I have coming to me scares me. And GO HOKIES!
Ha ha! I've already told this story several times, by the way. :) Love it and so glad you did blog it for "posterity!"
Brother and sister love, isnt it grand? I couldnt believe this when Nancy told me today. Too cute!
I love the bath!!!! Just don't give my boys any ideas.
Amanda laughed so hard at this one!
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