Bath time is always good for a smile.

The last few days I've just felt really blah. Antisocial. Leading me to skip out on some things I had previously looked forward to. Down. Super tired leading me to long naps. Dizzy. Nauseas. Light headed. Down. Feeling as though my brain had escaped out of my head somehow and therefore doing some really dumb things. You get the idea.
Anyway, there were a few blips on the radar scale that made me smile.
Feeling really overwhelmed by my motherly responsibilities such as cleaning up after their breakfast mess, changing the nasty poopy night time diaper and so on, I decided to bathe River early Saturday morning instead of the other things knowing that always produces a smile. It worked.

She kept trying to drink the water. She was successful a few times.

Although she looks mad, she was actually screaming with delight and clapping. She did this repeatedly and sounded like a howler monkey. She was having fun.

Flower eventually came in to enjoy the fun.

See, she does have hair.

Flower finally got in and didn't like River splashing.

After the bath she brushed her teeth and we 'combed' her hair.

It grows in a natural mohawk.

Bath time is always good for a smile.