....there's a baby in the tubba.....washin' himself all clean. That used to be the song I sang as I washed little "O" in the sink. Now, all I do is struggle to keep him in the sink. He has learned to stand up and try to crawl out. So needless to say, I have no time to be cutesy anymore. We are in for business and out in a flash. I do have a lovely picture of his acrobats however I will spare him the emabarassment of flashing all his glory to the world.
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