Rub-a-dub-dub

When we brought Joey home from the hospital, he absolutely HATED to take a bath. He'd scream and cry until he was beet red. It was torture, not only for him, but for us too!

As bath-time became more regular, he eventually started to tolerate it better. Matt and I would annouce to the other that bath time had been nearly tear free whenever we felt we had completed a successful bath.

These days, he seems to have grown from tolerant to almost enjoying the bath. There are no more tears, just a happy, clean baby.

Here's your proof: