Dear Reese,
Over the last month, getting your diaper and pajamas on after a bath has become a sort of gymnastics routine for you. If gymnastics routines also involved you crying and screaming and wanting anything but to be dressed for bed. You used to cry through the entire bathtime routine. And then none of it. Now we’ve landed on half of it.
After you’re dressed, I put you on my hip to brush your hair and brush your teeth (we are trying out Silly Strawberry toothpaste for your six whole teeth now), and you usually calm down.
We do not have this issue with any other outfit or diaper change. (Okay, the gymnastics bit yes, but the screaming bit no). Someday you’ll have to tell me how to make it better for you.
Love,
Mama
The Castle in the Pond, Part 16
As you escape the attacking catfish and seem to be making progress again down the river, you choose to keep singing. You make up a song as you go and the duck and The Fierce Croc join in.
It goes something like this:
We're going down the stream
on the back of a crocodile
We escaped the catfish bites
But the journey will take us a while
I have a blue light
Shining from my trowel
I hope we get it to The Great Bullfrog
Without another foul
Paddle, paddle, paddle
Swim, swim, swim
I'm so glad I'm with
My loyal ducky friend
The day is getting late
The sun is almost gone
Let's keep moving
To be home before the dawn
Paddle, paddle, paddle
Row, row, row
Back to our pond
We go, go, go
To be continued.