clean as a whistle

I love my squeaky clean baby...

the fun in seeing the surprise on her face as I douse her pretty little head with water...

the delight and wonder of water splashed about the tub...

the silky softness of baby skin matched with wrinkled fingers and toes from staying in the bath just a tad too long...

and the smell of freshly shampooed baby locks that leave a heavenly scent lingering in my nose...

scrub-a-dub-dubbing all of those nooks and crannies...

and then rinsing away the day...

ridding her of the dirt and exposing that beautiful baby glow once again...

and in the end, after drying off and lotioning up, kissing her little neck so much that my husband can smell the sweet remnants of our bathed babe on my lips for the rest of the evening.

Yes. She's as clean as a whistle and I love the journey.

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