Bathtime

I remember when I could lay both babes gently in the bath and take my time washing their hair and scrubbing their little bodies and simply just take in the lovely scent of the baby body wash. All while singing to them.
Fast foward to today.

Both of them barely fit in their together.
Water is flying everywhere. Bath toys are strung across the entire bathroom, they fight laying down, they splash each other, try to stand up, slipping and wiggling all over. I wash their hair as fast as possible, dip them back one by one while trying to save the other one from slipping and knockin their noggin.
Take them out, dry them off, chase their naked bums all over till I get a diaper and clothes on.
Its a fight some days. sigh*
But these are the days I never want to forget

Then once I get them all dressed and clear the tub.. They just climb back in.

Oh the joy.