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March 26, 2006
I wrastled me a toddler
I tell Gus that it's time for a bath.
He says ok and comes with me.
We get in the bathroom, he sees the tub full, and is fine.
I go to take his clothes off, and bam. I've lost him.
He is inconsolable.
No pants off!
No shirt off!
No diaper off!
No bath!
I get him in the bath. It was time, people, really.
He won't sit down.
I bathe him standing up.
Once we're finished, I go to pick him up.
No out!
Bath now!
This struggle had only just begun. The boy was tired, TIRED, I say, so I knew he was acting completely out of exhaustion, but oh. my. god. I felt like I was abusing him, and it felt horriblem but all these things needed to happen and he didn't want any of it, by god.
Posted by janna at March 26, 2006 10:18 PM
Comments
that is "By-Gaaawd" to those who do not want the bath.....
Posted by: Aunt Deb at March 27, 2006 06:30 AM