If you ask Jordan if he wants a bath, you get one of two answers: "No!" Or a dash for the stairs all, "Take a bath take a bath take a bath!"
Either way, once you've got him near the water, he can't wait to get his clothes off. You cannot take them off fast enough.
It's kind of interesting how the bath has evolved, as he's grown from a little lump whose head you had to hold up to a big boy who can do all kinds of things for himself. And prevent you from doing the things you want to do for him, like maybe wash his bottom. Ahem.
But as Jordan can do more and more stuff, it's gotten both more fun and more irritating, depending on what he's up to.
For instance, he will lie back in the tub, but first he'll announce it. "Jordan lie down!" He'll lean back with a mixture of fear and glee on his face. And then he'll look up and say, "I see you!"
This I love more than I can say.
He will also, however, try to sprint from one end to the other, which seems a surefire way to crack one's skull and head straight to the emergency room. Also a surefire way to annoy one's mother.
One of the things that started out as irritating has become superfun, though. He'll lie down and then kick his legs to splash me. And since I hate being splashed, I'll close the sliding doors on the tub.
It's this process of kick kick splash splash, doors close kicking stops, doors open, kicking starts, doors close...
At some point I started mashing my face against the door as soon as I closed it and made kissy faces. And this is now what we do. We close the shower door and mash our faces against the side.
We both find this hilarious. We do it a lot.Although now that I'm looking at that picture, I wonder if my nose gets that red as well?