Bubbles.

This girl loves her bath. It was a legitimate fear when I stuck her in the tub the first time that we would have a screaming infant that we were forced to wash while she was miserable. But nope- not this little lady. She loves her bath, not just sits and takes it, loves it. I think she may actually know when we are getting her ready to get in the tub, Her legs start going a milliton miles an hour kicking away and the smiles start and just don't stop. There have actually been times where Miss. Max gets so relaxed and comfy so falls asleep. Passes out, eyes closed, dead to the world asleep. Of course bath time isn't as quick as it used to be considering the fact that the little one's rolls now have rolls. And let me tell you what...baby fat rolls need to be washed and dried quite often, the other day I found one of her stuffed animals in there. Ok that is a bit much but no joke, those rolls go on for days and days! Her chunky little thighs and big smiles and rosy cheeks in the bath are one of the best parts of the day. Tonight I couldn't resist a little photo shoot while she sat in the bubbles, relaxing and oooohing and cooooooing. I can't wait for her to realize that when she moves her legs the water moves and the splashy giggles will begin.

With a special appearance from her favorite finger!