A few weeks ago, I wrote about the Lil Rinser over at Feels like Home Recommends. At the time of my review, the Lil Rinser was not working as well as I had hoped. Grace was pulling it off during the rinsing, and water was still pouring in her face.
Bathtime made me sad. It made Grace sad, too.
One day, I asked Grace if she wanted me to rinse her toes. Yes, she said. I asked if her toes were scared. Yes, she said. I wanted to grab her up out of the bathtub and hug and kiss her and tell her that it was okay, but I refrained.
Sometimes this Momma gig is really hard.
Grace put the Lil Rinser over her toes and I rinsed them, and then they sprang up out of the water and kissed Grace on the cheek. She laughed and laughed, never expecting me to make her toes kiss her on the cheek.
Next, her belly got a rinsing. Again, the Lil Rinser covered it up. She said her belly was scared, and we rinsed it anyway. Her toes kissed her cheek again, just for good measure.
Finally, it was time to rinse her hair. This is where things usually deteriorate into a full blown tantrum with tears and screaming and clawing to get out of the bathtub.
Joe held the Lil Rinser on her head, and Grace cried. She was afraid. We'd talked about how her toes and her belly were afraid. There was less crying than normal, but she was still afraid.
Then I rinsed her hair. And then she laughed.
And now we have a new problem. Grace didn't want to get out of the bathtub. The bath still ended with tears and a tantrum, but this time, it was because I drained the water from the tub.
Because, you know, forty-five minutes wasn't long enough.
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