Friday Photo Fiesta: a new way to bathe

We're knee-deep in stomach flu this week, which means my son Noah has taken a ridiculous amount of baths and showers. Blame my gurgly tummy (yep, I've got the flu too), but I can't stand the "eau de puke" that wafts from my toddler's skin if we don't do a full-body rinse after each spewing.

So on Monday, following the second change of clothes and the second spewing, I traipsed my son down to the bathroom for a strip-down and power wash. When we got there, I realized all the clean towels were in neatly folded stacks in the living room. Ever the multi-tasker, I turned on the water and instructed Noah to "come with mama to get a towel."

He did not come with mama. Instead, he climbed into the filling tub, clothes and all. When I returned 5 seconds later, he was gleefully letting the water run down his sleeve while his socks started to independently float off his body.


You'd never know he was sick from this happy face (but don't study the blobs on his shirt too closely... yuck).


My husband thought it was so funny that Noah climbed in the tub fully dressed that he encouraged him to sit down to get the full effect. That was all well and good for a chuckle until it came time for me to peel off the sopping wet clothes and soggy diaper, which turned out to contain No. 2's glory. What a treat.

Take your kid pictures—flu and all—on down to Candid Carrie's. She's having a party today!