August 24, 2000 - Thursday
Harry likes the bath. It's now a regular part of his evening ritual, though he has yet to figure that it's part of his nighttime-go-to-sleep ritual. He'll stand up next to the tub waiting for the water to fill his plastic baby tub, oblivious to our undressing him and squawking and banging on the fiberglass with anticipation. Once in, as was the case Monday when I gave him a bath, he'll splash continuously, rarely taking a break to play with one of his floating bath letters and getting the bath giver quite wet. His mother is usually the one, as was the case last evening for these pictures, but I did it again tonight while she was on the phone. Oddly, Harry was much more reserved, taking a more studious approach to the water and its properties. He, nonetheless, voiced his protest at being removed from this happy situation, either that or he's figuring what comes next.


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