My earliest memory is of being bathed in the sink. My mum said she always worried we'd drown when she gave us a bath without my dad there.

Damn. That reminds me, I have to do dishes.

The dog probably needs a bath, too, but that's a whole different vibe than the baby bath. It's much less cute, and much more violent struggling and bemoaning.

Also, damn, all y'all. I woke up this morning to the worst nosebleed I've had in a long long time. It sucked and scared me and the SO was gone to wash the car, etc. I bled for pretty much the whole time he was gone. It's over now and I've had bunches of water and a cup of hot tea and a bowl of salty soup. I could probably eat a liver to replace all that iron I just lost. Anyway, now I'm going to take a steamy bath, even though the dishes need doing and I have a ton of work to do and the house needs cleaning and other house stuff and blargh!

I hate this. It always happens when I transition from a humid climate back to my dry one. Especially if I've been on the road and not getting as much water as I need. Especially especially if we're just now starting the heating season and the air is even dryer. (cranky: This is why I wanted radiant heat instead of forced air, even if it was a boiler and baseboards, but I couldn't get it.)

Okay. It'll get better. Off to run the bath now, with my newly purchased Pratchett for the 2nd read.

Ooh dammit. This is why I prefer only reading series several years after they're all done!

signed, Just finished the fourth Temeraire book. Dammit!

Ditto on being bathed in the sink. Then, when i was big enough I was usually thrown in the tub with another sibling.

how I am the mom who does everything wrong.

I checked 2 years ago - badmommy.com was taken then.

don't make me tell you why.

I suppose I bathed as a kid. Don't remember anything, though.

One of my co-workers just threatened to kick another one in his "special places" and then called me out for the way my eyes brightened at the suggestion.

What's a girl to do?

don't make me tell you why.

Tell us now or we'll let a baby sleep ANYWHERE!!!!!!

I progressed from tub to sink to bathtub with one of those hold a baby upright thingys. Bathing the kids was cute for awhile, but after the first five hundred times or so it starts to get a little old. Telling them to just go take a bath is awesome.

Dude, I got bathed in the kitchen sink. With dishes in the other basin.

So did Noah. But in the tub he kicks and splashes and is happier.

Both my kids hit the sink until they were too big. So much easier to deal with.

I remember showering with K-Bug when she was wee, but CJ was a tub kid until he was old enough to shower on his own. Now it is just the battle to GET him to shower regularly. I can tell he is hitting pre-pub cause he will smell if he doesn't.

Gah - what the heck do I do with a boy going through puberty? Geeesh.