A purple, soaked rug.
An abandoned blue duck on it’s side.
Colorful cups half full of water.
A forgotten wash cloth.
Towel tossed on the floor.
All these are signs of bathing buddies; PP and her faithful friends, soaking in the happiness. (See what I did there??)
And water would still be standing there too, if I’d let her leave it!
Baths are one of the real pleasures of growing up I believe :o) Pity the children with no tub.
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Yes, exactly!!
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You are a lucky woman.
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Why, thank you , Beth. I am VERY blessed!
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