The Baby in the Tub
I was giving my two-year old daughter, Calli, a bath the other day, and she saw a baby in the tub! No, I didn’t hold up a mirror to her. No, she didn’t see her reflection in the water or the sliding shower door. She saw a baby under the faucet. Sorry I don’t know the technical name for the drain release thingy-but that’s where she saw the baby.
“Awww…baby!” Calli cried.
“Where’s the baby?” I asked, thinking she was playing some kind of peek-a-boo style game.
“Awww…baby,” she said. She pointed to the drain release switch thingy.
“That’s a baby?” I asked.
“Awww… eye!” she said, pointing to a screw on the side.
“Oh! Now I see!” I said. “That’s a very pretty eye!”
“Yeah! Eye!” she said, pointing to the other ‘eye’.
“Cool!” I said, “Where’s the baby’s nose?”
“Nose!” Calli laughed and pointed to the ‘baby’s’ nose.
I laughed and clapped my hands. “You’re right Calli, that’s a very cute baby!”
“Yep!” she said. Then she got a concerned look on her face.
“Hair?” Calli said.
“The baby’s hair?” I asked.
“Yeah. Baby hair. Gone?” She tilted her head in a way that asked ‘What happened?’
“Oh no,” I said, grabbing her washcloth. “Baby’s hair isn’t gone. Baby’s hair is right here!” I draped the washcloth over the drain release switch lever thing to look like hair. “See?”
“Baby hair!” Calli laughed her sincere laugh that only a two year old can produce. “Aaaaawwwwww… baby!”
And then, apparently deciding her hair wasn’t good enough, Calli put the baby’s hair on her own head.
And now, every time Calli takes a bath, there’s more than one baby in the tub!
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