Josiah decided recently that water = best thing ever. Bath time, swimming, water bottles - if it has to do with water the kid loves it. Maybe we listened to Brad Paisley's song "Water" too often while I was pregnant...?
So anyways, we can dunk him in the pool a thousand times and he comes up splashing and smiling. In the bathtub he'll splash and splash until every square inch of the bathroom has a drop of water on it. And last night the hilarity was over my head.
Since he can pull himself up now, the world has become a whole new place. And last night he pulled himself up on the side of the tub, but we all know that can be a slippery place, and he promptly slipped and fell back on his bottom. Just as I was about to panic he started cracking up at how big of a splash he made. Then proceeded for the next ten minutes to pull himself up and fall back down.
This is my child. Adventurous. Unafraid. Hilarious. How did I get so blessed?