Last week I was giving him a bath. He was laying on his back in the tub in a few inches of water (not enough to cover his body). Normally he loves bath time; he splashes and waves his arms and gets a huge grin on his face. Well, this time he decided to try turning over. He didn't quite make it, but apparently got his face in the water and inhaled some. I pulled him out and sat him up on my lap, where he promptly cleared his lungs. And then started screaming in abject terror.
I haven't even tried giving him a full bath since then. I may be doomed to giving him sponge baths for the rest of his childhood. But one thing's for sure - he is very afraid of anything that covers his face for more than about 2 seconds. Onesies? I don't think so. Shirts? Not unless I can pull them over his face really fast. *sigh* My poor child.....
I haven't even tried giving him a full bath since then. I may be doomed to giving him sponge baths for the rest of his childhood. But one thing's for sure - he is very afraid of anything that covers his face for more than about 2 seconds. Onesies? I don't think so. Shirts? Not unless I can pull them over his face really fast. *sigh* My poor child.....





I was noticing in your blog that you just dealt with the inevitable "my child wants to be a barber" crisis.... awful for the mama, but too funny... 

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