Bath time
We were trying to figure out the whole bath thing. In Indianapolis, we’d get in the bathtub with him, but our tub here at the LaLa is too big and so Aunt Laurie suggested the sink. Worked like a charm:
The one thing is that I want to remember when he was this tiny – because just in the almost two weeks we’ve been together he has changed and grown and I just want to hold onto every minute of this time with him.
Aunt Irene sent him a monogramed alligator towel – how appropriate!
