Sunday, February 5, 2012

title pic Bath time

Posted by dulwichmum on Fri 8 August 2008

Sweet Freya is a mere five years of age, and her darling burley brother only six, yet already they have grown and are no longer my babies (sniff). I have no doubt that my mother has tarnished their young lives through the introduction of the concept of shame and Roman Catholic guilt. Last night my darling girl refused to take a bath with her older brother:

“No mummy, I am a lady and should not be forced to take a bath with a boy, if he sees my pirate parts he must marry me!” the tot announced in earnest pointing to her front bottom.

I must admit – the munchkin made me smile. I have so enjoyed observing (from a safe distance) as the au pair washes my innocent tots together over the years. I would hate for anyone to consider me to be a scrooge, but it has been much more economical to bathe the poppets together; have you noticed the cost of Erbaviva bath sachets (gasp)?

I don’t know how I will manage with the few I have left, there seems to be a waiting list simply everywhere (sigh)…

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