Setback

As Sarah mentioned in the previous post, we put Nicholas through his paces this weekend: traveling around, a party, a hike, lots of people (strange and otherwise).  So we decided to give him a treat tonight.  While getting ready for his bath, we remembered that Sarah had bought bubble bath a few weeks ago to try out at some point, since she'd noticed Nicholas enjoyed playing with soap bubbles that formed when she was giving him his bath one night.  We figured tonight was as good a night as any, and that he'd enjoy it.

Um, wrong.

Our little boy was really excited to get into the bath, but when he saw the bubbles covering his toys and all of the water, he freaked out.  He was unhappy when I set him in, and he would not sit down at all.  I've never really seen him like that, especially about the bath.  But we had to take him out, and I spent about ten minutes draining the tub several times to make sure that all of the bubbles were gone (they're very stubborn).

Unfortunately, we had so freaked him out that even removing all of the bubbles didn't help, and he freaked out again.

So to make a long story short [ed.: too late!], I ended up having to get into the tub with him, which, as you'll recall, we did for the first few months of his life, but hadn't done in, well, forever.

By the way, it was a more interesting story when it happened and I said, "I should blog about this."  Though if I apologized for dullness every time I posted, there would be several hundred apologies here.  C'est la vie.