Sommer has had a busy month. She went from falling on her face and head a lot to sitting perfectly to nearly crawling. That's right, little girl is already creeping all around, working on that pincher grip so she can find the minuscule choking hazards to put in her mouth. Just this past week she has figured out how to get to a sitting position on her own, that is making her very happy with herself. And she has 2 teeth! Those grew in this month as well. She has gotten very wiggly with her new found discovery of movement, but she will sit still when she is tired.
I bought this snug tub deluxe for Laine and I have loved having it. It is the perfect tub for when babies are too big for the infant tub and too small and slippery for the regular bath. The kids love it too. Laine now prefers to take a bath in this little thing rather than the regular tub. And Ridge has discovered that it floats like a boat. Last night he wanted to take a bath by himself so he could have more space to float but when Laine came into the bathroom wanting to join him, he agreed. I had Sommer in my arms and so Ridge said that he would help Laine with her clothes. She can undress pretty well but is faster with help. Laine neglected to tell us that she had messed her panties (her potty-training #2 is an entire blog episode by itself but it makes me too tired to try to write about it). Ridge is my hyper-gag, easy to dry-heave and vomit child who has been doing better at controlling this but just couldn't keep it down last night. He saw the #2 and quickly hid under the snug-tub. I ran to hand Sommer off to Eric but by the time I got back he had lost some of his cookies in the bath water. In the meantime, Laine had gotten her panties off and was trying to get the mess into the toilet by swishing her them around in the water and then she accidentally dropped them into the bowl. I told Ridge to get out of the tub and he warned me to close the toilet. I told him that no #2 was visible, just Laine's panties floating in the water, but he got out, looked in the toilet and promptly vomited all over the bath rug. I told him to get it in the toilet before I remember that Laine's panties were in there which meant that when this moment was finally done I had to fish the undies out of really dirty toilet water. Laine was standing in the corner between the tub and the toilet getting upset about the vomit all around her feet. I wiped Ridge's mouth and legs and sent him out the door. Yuck, what a mess. And there's a little bit of my Sunday night.