It took Jaia a few months to get over her supreme hatred of bathtime. I gladly gave that job of stripping her down and bathing her to Dan because she would scream as soon as the first toe would hit the water until we pulled her out and wrapped her in a big snuggly towel. I much preferred being the one with the towel than the one who was torturing her with the water.
But then suddenly she changed her tune. She loves her time in the tub now. It’s like she actually looks forward to it in the evenings and it seems to calm her right down and gets her ready for bedtime.
So I was hopeful as I headed towards a friend’s cottage with Jaia’s first tiny bathing suit and water toys packed in my bag. And she didin’t disappoint. She seemed a little confused at first, but within a few minutes, she was happily splashing around and eating sand. It was a roaring success. And surprise, surprise, I have the pictures to prove it.