Bathtime

It was just me and Helena sharing dinner this evening. Then bathtime.

She resists being plopped down into a full tub, but loves sitting in an empty tub and letting the water rise around her.

Helena has a lot of squirty animal bath toys (maybe two inches long each). Every bath she picks out the yellow duck and the mauve seal, claps them together (makes them kiss?), and sits them side by side on the edge of the tub, in the corner, leaving them there for the duration. Twice she's tried other corners, moving them clockwise around the tub, but they always end up in the same place.

J-F promised to bring home some reading material for me for the trip. I can't wait to see what he picks out.

We're almost packed. I'm nervous. We've done this trip by train a number of times, but each time Helena's a little older and I don't know what to expect. Last trip she wasn't yet toddling. What if she won't sit still or nap? Where will all her energy go if not to the park?