Our quiet moment

There is a quiet moment every morning that could soothe any bump leftover from the previous day. I put warm water in her tub and shut off the A/C and fan. I turn on calming music and pick up our little birthday-suited beauty. After a cuddle and a peek in the mirror at the little grinner staring back at us, she is dipped into the warm water. The bath is at the foot of our bed and a hooded towel lies on the foot of the bed with her diaper, her creams, and an outfit. At first, she stands in the tub, because with my help she CAN stand there. She grins and sinks into the water. Her feet kick to and fro and splash the bedroom tile floor. Her face glistens as a drop of water runs down her dimpled cheek. We meet eyes and the grin widens. The music crescendos over her adorably soaped hair and she joins the song with splashes, coos, and vocal smiles. After all of her 14 fat rolls have been washed out, she stands and is placed in her towel. Her face is like the sunrise in this quiet moment as she slowly grins into a wide-mouthed smile. A diaper is donned and the hooded darling is cuddled and fed. This is my favorite time of every day!