Bath Time is a Blessing

I don't know if it was because my children were so crazy today, but tonight, bath time was a blessing. After dinner I ran a hot bath for both of the children. I removed Camilla's diaper (because that's all she wore today) and lifted her into the tub. I went over to the shelf and grabbed the toy bucket and dumped them into the water for her to play with. Then it was Hyrum's turn. I went into the living room to find my little boy playing quietly, grabbing at the toys hanging above his play mat and examining them like only a little boy could. His clothes were soaked from an afternoon of drooling and spitting up. He greeted me with smiles and let out a few little giggles as I reached under his shirt to pull his little arms through. I put him in the bath next to his big sister. Camilla was busy "simmin'" and splashing. Hyrum stared up at me with his big blue eyes. I got a fresh cloth and washed his little face and around his little ears. I then filled my palm with a drop of baby wash and washed his little body off. Camilla helped me rinse him by dribbling her wet wash cloth over his tummy. Hyrum was done. I carefully picked him up and wrapped him in his fluffy white towel and brought him into the hallway. Camilla wasn't done playing with her toys yet, so I left her to splash and sing in the tub. I then massaged baby oil on my little boy. I flipped him over to give his back a quick rub and giggled at the sight of his chubby rolls and tiny tush. He enjoyed some tummy time while I finished getting Camilla's hair washed. She still wasn't ready to get out. I went back and began dressing Hyrum. He giggled each time I grabbed his little arms to put them in his sleeper. We shared giggles and smiles until Camilla was finally ready to get out. As both my squeaky clean babies lay side by side in the hallway, I fell in love with their little grins and Camilla's stories. The day suddenly didn't seem so bad. I felt relaxed and content, just enjoying time with my babes.