That's right, when your husband is gone for three nights and you bath the babies the night before he gets home so he can semi relax upon his arrival, that's love baby!
Of course this probably made most of you think forget the fact that bathing a set of infant twins is suppose to be a romantic gesture, YOU DON'T EVEN BATH THEM EVERY SECOND NIGHT!
Nope, not even.
I hosted a meeting at my house while Clayton was gone and the ladies asked how I managed to bath 4 kids 4 and under by myself.
My answer: Oh, bath them... I don't.
Ya, says one, I only bath mine every second night, except of course in the summer, then it's every night.
I thought she was gonna say, then it's once a week!
So it's only me then?!
In the summer I just spray 'em off with a hose, that or let them run through the sprinklers and call it good. ;)
I like to tell people it's because after bathing Tristan less it really helped his eczema.
But of course we all know the real reason, I'm a hippy, a dirty hippy!
(Once I referred to my Uncle's girlfriend as a hippy and he took offence to it. I was kind of shocked, I mean isn't being called a hippy like the highest compliment? Then I moved to AB and had my eyes opened... yet to be brain washed! Clayton's working on it though. ;)
Anyhow the bath chat got me thinking that maybe I could try it on my own. So I did. Even got a video of the operation of transporting two babies to the bath tub. Although thinking about it now I suppose I could have just carried them and placed them on a blanket by the tub one at a time. But what's the fun in that! Maybe once my brother fixes my computer this Sunday (fingers crossed) I'll be able to upload the video.
Although Clayton was happy to not have to bath babies after a busy week away, he had a different, not blog appropriate, example of what love is.
Thanks for that honey.
Anyhow this uber romantic, slightly grimy, very happy to have her husband home, hippy is signing off!