Rub a dub dub, Eliza in the Tub

I tried to get just one cute picture of Eliza in the bath, but ironically or not surprisingly, she was moving too quickly to get a focused shot. Top left is her squirting herself in the face.

Eliza has been LOVING her bath time lately. The last few weeks, every time she hears me start the water, she climbs the stairs and gets herself to the edge of the bath to peer in as quick as she can! She is literally dancing with anticipation for her bath.

This excitement and enjoyment of bathing has been much appreciated by Steve and myself. Last month she HATED her baths. She cried almost the whole time and would try to climb out like the whole time. Then I instituted the No Standing up in the bath rule for safety reasons (after she busted her lip on the edge of bath twice- so scary and sad).

Now she spends her whole time scooting and crawling and wiggling around with her water animal toys and letters that stick to the porcelain and the bubble ones, etc, and it's 15 or 20 minutes of bliss.

However, I'm finding that most of these blissful stages of childhood can't just stay the way you'd like them to be. This week in the bath, Eliza gets so excited about her baths she's started to like dive into the water with her mouth open, gulping loads of water and chasing and splashing her toys at such a speedy rate that my No Standing rule no longer is assuring safety. Eliza's found a way around it to be dangerous once again! She's pushing the limits all over again.

Just like a junkie needing just one more high... Yeah, I just compared my baby to a drug addict.