Bath Time Swim

This evening, as I gave Mo a bath, we overfilled the bathtub, and instead of emptying some of the water from the tub, I let him have a "swimming pool." I even contemplated giving him a super-soaker water gun to play with but thought better of it since I didn't want to get completely soaked, and as it was the likelihood that the floor, bath mats and anything else within splash distance of the tub was going to be covered in water made me think that was probably the dumbest idea I've had in a while twice. I felt terrible for about a second, thinking that I was taking away a whopper of fun that would elevate bath time to a whole new level. [I might hand him the super-soaker the next time his dad is doing bath time. We've got two, and they could have a water fight. I will be far, far, away where water can do no damage to my blow-dried tresses.] It made me reminisce about those early baths when I barely put an inch of water into the tub and had to hold him up while he splashed. I'm at the point now with Copper, and it just made me smile to think about the past and the future. Copper will have his fill of bathtub swimming pools; by then, Mo will probably be on a shower-only basis. I sincerely hope he still wants a swimming pool from time to time when he's at the ripe old age of eight!