Ok. So a quick, funny little story. Yesterday evening after dinner as the girls were starting to get ready for bed, I decided to run myself a bath. For some of you, I'm sure your thinking - okay big deal. But I'm not one who usually takes baths. I mean I shower on a regular basis but baths I rarely do. But I was achy and crabby and just not in a very good mood and thought maybe a bath would help. While the bath water was running and filling up the tub, Savanah walked in to wash up and saw the bath filling and got this look of pure joy and excitement on her face and says to me, "Is that bath for me?" (The reason for the excitement is that my girls usually don't take baths either. They shower as well.) I told her no baby, you are already in your pjs, the bath is for me. Her expression turned from excitement to puzzlement. She asked me if I was sick? I said no I just felt like taking a bath. And then in the most sincere and not trying to be funny, childish voice, she looks at me, her expression once again filled with glee and states, "oh Mommy you are going to have SO MUCH FUN! Are you going to play?"
Ah, the joys and laughter that come with having kids!
Post update: Today after getting home from a full day of working and painting at the house, I was getting ready to jump into the shower. After letting the girls know where I was headed, Savanah suggested that I take another bath. I told her that I didn't want to take a bath. She said why not? Didn't you have fun in the last bath you took? I told her actually not really. She informed me that next time I was going to take a bath she would take one with me and - "show me how to have fun"!
Am I so old now that I've forgotten how to have fun? It's a sad, sad day in my little world!