Next...Scuba

The little angel has always loved baths.  Last night we FINALLY remembered that we wanted to give her a bath in her new, inflatable, almost-big-girl tub, which sits in the actual bathtub, as opposed to the kitchen sink.  There are numerous advantages to using this tub, one being that some of the splashed-out water will now be located very close to a drain and the other being that more toys fit in this tub.

I don't know why it took us so long to make the transition. Probably the same reason I just took the bumpers off her crib two days ago, even though she's been able to pull up for a while now.  The shock of how fast her first year is going has not worn off.  You hear people say that all the time...but of course you do not believe that a year spent working harder than you have ever worked in your life could really go fast.  But the first year of the little angel's life has been akin to childhood summer camp - every day took forever, but the weeks flew by.  Before you know it, you are crying your eyes out because the person you didn't even know the month before is leaving, and you can't bear it.  It seems unbelievable to me that I didn't even know the little angel this time last year, and now she has gone and transitioned from a flesh purse in a carrying case to a little person who hugs and babbles and wants to WALK?