I swear – the volume goes to 11 here at times.
we started swimming lessons again - this was one of the quieter moments
It’s after dinner and we’re all getting tired. The child is in the tub.
The child loves the tub, but soap can be optional. Tonight was a night when soap should not be optional.
BW goes up to “help”. The child protests and then they start to scream at each other in spanish which I think is hilarious because now this is all on BW.
Me? I’m out. This is BW’s burden now.
I don’t ask further questions and go back to my dishes.
The volume gets louder and louder and then the finale is the child is in total upset and BW comes down with a report.
“Her hair is washed”, BW tells me.
I don’t think this is the “volume” the shampoo ads had in mind when they made the ads about how wonderful their shampoo is”:
Just imagine:
Our new shampoo by JEAN LUC PICARD is guaranteed to make your hair fluffier and your next door neighbors annoyed by the noise of children protesting in the tub.
I was in charge of hair drying and it was my turn for the protests.
We’re an equal opportunity household when it comes to getting screamed at trying to keep our little charge clean and presentable.
At least her hair is fluffy now and I know all the bad words in Spanish as a bonus. :)
Until next time,
TH and Co.