After four weeks of bathing me in the pink bucket provided by the hospital, my mommies decided I was big enough to try out my big girl tub! (okay, I guess the true "big girl" tub would be the actual bath tub, but this is "big girl" to me!) Considering how well (insert sarcastic smile here) my first few baths went in the hospital bucket, my mommies were kicking themselves for not having used the tub sooner! I was SUCH a good girl the entire time. I was hesitant, but not angry. My mommy likes hesitant. She says it's a lot quieter than angry.
Just getting started. You can tell by the wrinkles in my forehead that I'm not happy, but you can also tell by the fact that I'm not screaming, that I'm not mad either! :)
This is a little scary, but not bad.
It all happened so fast ... I'm still trying to prcecss what's going on.
This is actual kind of nice - I could get used to this. Check out my tummy! (this was after a meal, of course) :)
Unlike in the hospital bucket, the anger and screaming this time didn't occur until AFTER the bath. It's the middle of January. I'm FREEZING!
No lotion! Just put something warm on me!! (after this one, mommy felt so bad that she bundled me up in the warmest fleece pajamas I own!)