I love to take showers. I get to be alone and think about the things I have to do during the day. There is also something about that clean, fresh smell you have when you are done.
Since having Ethan things have been slightly different. We have a bouncer that my Cousin Scott let us have when Ethan was born. (I recommend this to everyone it is a life saver) I stick Ethan in it and give him a bottle giving me time to jump in the shower and clean off the spit up and food that is in my hair. Lately though he has become very smart. He has now figured out that he can get out of his chair and play in the bathroom. I was showering one morning and I started to hear things being moved on the floor, so I flew open the shower curtin to discover my little boy smiling up at me "HI". I looked at him and then the chair and smiled. "How did you get out of their?" Another innocent look and laugh. So every morning while I am taking a shower he tries to squirm his way out of the chair and some times he ends up like this(above). Silly baby. At least I know there are two guys in this world that will love to look at my pizza dough belly in the shower.