Bath time is the Daddy’s domain. When the Noodle was really little I did it, but somewhere along the way, it turned into his thing.
Usually, I use the time during a bath to clean up the kitchen after dinner, or get his bed ready for bedtime, or, honestly, sit for a few minutes. But SOMETIMES I use bath time (like now) to knock out a blog post. Those are my favorite times, because I can hear the Daddy and the Noodle play together. The laughs and giggles that come from the bathroom are awesome, and just one of a million ways I’m so glad that this little family is MY family.
It’s those times that I also get to overhear some of the “conversation” that goes on during bath time. And, I’ll be honest, if I didn’t know my husband so well, I might be worried by what I hear. Let me give you a few examples:
“Laying down and breathing is called drowning!”
“Laughing and drinking is called choking!”
“Poop Duck is pooping on your head!”
“Don’t make me unleash Ninja Duck on your face!”
“Please don’t drink the bathwater, that’s your own marinade! You’re basting in your own flavors!”
Then there’s all the voices. Tonight’s repertoire included Doc Brown from Back to the Future and what sounded like Henry Higgins from My Fair Lady (that one included songs. If you could all hear the songs the Daddy makes up…).
No wonder the Noodle is always so bored on the rare occasions when I do bath time. I mean, I’m not doing bath and a show. With me it’s get in, get clean, get out.
That’s one lucky Noodle to get his own personal entertainment WHILE getting his parts all cleaned. Talk about service.