new tub

Cam has never been one of those babies who loved getting a bath. Right from the beginning he just wasn't into it. In order to make bathtime more pleasurable for the little guy I decided that a sauna effect might be soothing for him. At bathtime there would be a hot shower running creating lots of warm steam while he hung out in his little tub on the bathroom counter. This seemed to make him happy, so we went with it. In addition, Cam has this adorable little rain forest themed baby tub complete with a hammock type thing to lounge in while he's getting clean. He kicks back with a little cushion behind his head, puts up his feet and relaxes. Well these days Cam is pushing the 18lb mark... And the hammock is no longer able to hold up to the kind of baby chub that he is packing so his little coolie is now touching the bottom of the tub. Soooo no more cute hammock type thing and no kicking back and lounging in the bath. But no problem because the hammock comes out. Cam can now happily splash about in the tub while practicing sitting up like a big boy!
Or not. Last weekend we unsuccessfully attempted the big boy tub. Cam was ok for a second and then there was screaming and crying and that was that. Bathtime was done.

Today I thought we should give it another shot. Well this time around was even worse. As soon as his coolie touched the bottom of the tub his face turned all red and he froze into that scream face (don't worry, water temp was lukewarm-my boy has sensitive skin). And then he cried, I mean cried, real scaredy tears. So what could I do but take him out. Now I'm standing there holding him, all soaking wet and grinning at me as he's dripping all over my bathroom floor. OK-no more tears, but he still needs a bath. So it was on to Plan B. I filled the sink with water and since Big Boy can't very well fit in there-what else could we do but sit on the edge and dip our feet in. Oh yeah-that's what we did. And yep-he loved it. So there he sat. On the edge of the sink, little coolie on a folded towel, mommy's arm wrapped around him, his little feet dangling and splashing in the sink while I washed him all up. Happy as a clam. I mean happy,smiling at me in the mirror, trying to turn the water on and drooling all over his toes happy. I could have died right there from all of the cuteness.