Thursday, March 7, 2013
'There' meaning bath time. My favourite time of day. The eye of the storm, if you will, between the pre-bathtime whining and crying and the 'into-your-jammies and go to sleep' whining. I hope you'll tell me I'm not alone in ending my day surrounded by tired, whining little voices.
Bath time is the best. Typically the babies hop in first while Abby tidies her room and picks out her jammies. They suck on their washcloths, or their toothbrushes, and I pretend it's impossible for them to be sucking on water they might have peed in. They rub fat little hands over their newly-exposed bellies and legs, thrilled at the sensation. They slap the water hard, delighted at the consequences. They slither past each other, eat each other's hands, and reach out to pull little curls at the nape of the other's neck.
Usually Abby jumps in and my three Aquarius girls enjoy singing songs, giggling that tired 'everything is funny' laugh, and getting into mischief when I'm not looking.
No matter what kind of day it has been, bath time's refreshing change of scenery and sensory gives everyone a reason to slow down, smile, and enjoy each other's company one last time before stories, lullabies and lights out.
It's totally Zen and a very easy way to be completely present in the moment (something I'm working on).
It's not bath time now, but afternoon nap time/quiet time so I will go and make use of this lull by taking a siesta and getting dinner started!