Please Soak Your Butt

A few weeks ago, we hit a major bath-time snag. Austin developed a huge fear of the bathtub -- literally overnight! Our son, who once loved his bath, wouldn't even sit in the tub. I started to wonder if he'd ever be clean after two or three nights of scream-until-you're-red-in-the-face terror. I headed to Target for bath colors and crossed my fingers we could at least get him to stand in the tub without screaming.

After a lot of coaxing and random drawings on the bathtub wall, we finally got him to get in without a fight. He wouldn't sit but he was in!The next roadblock was washing his hair. We soon realized that we'd have to get creative if we were going to get his hair washed without water-boarding him. The first night he was hanging on the side of the tub, with his head hanging out, so washing his hair was totally out of the question. By the end of the week we learned we could make him reach for the stars (see the star??) so that he'd put his head far enough back to allow me to rinse his hair!I'm happy to report that this phase went as quickly as it came. I never knew I'd worry about things like this. All the way to work I'd brainstorm ideas about making the bathtub less scary. I was even emailing friends for advice. I should have know that this too would pass. Thank goodness, because the boy almost needs two baths a day in the summer!