It's no secret I hate baths. Most nights, if the word bath is mentioned, I immediately burst into tears, even if I'm not the one in the bathtub. But lately, mama's been letting Henry and June play with ice, baking soda and vinegar in the tub. And I started thinking it might not be so bad to give it a try.
And it is kind of fun!
But I don't know why mama keeps calling me a skinny little Gollum.
I even humored mama by washing my belly off.
It was a pretty good time until it was actually time to wash up. Why must my parents torture me by washing my hair? It's so cruel. But I always get them back by peeing as soon as I get in the water, and eventually pooping too. On the upside, our tub has rarely been cleaned so often.
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