Tubby Time

It's vacation week over here, and ah, it feels good. This morning we slept in until 7:30- the time we'd normally by on the road by, heading to school.

Yesterday, Adam and I took advantage of having a full day off together, by taking Jack swimming at the gym's splash pool. We were a little hesitant because lately he's developed a fear of the bathtub (more on that later) but he loved it. The pool was warm and shallow enough for him to stand. He was getting a little too brave for my liking, starting to dunk his head under the water by the end.

We went home for lunch and a nap and in the afternoon heading out for a snowy hike on some trails near our house. Burlington finally got (a little tiny bit) some snow. Jack took turns from being pulled in the sled, to walking, to being carried. It was a beautiful afternoon and I'm think we covered about two miles.

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Starting about three weeks ago, Jack has been afraid of the tub. It takes two of us to get him in and it involves many, many screams and tears. Honestly, it sounds like we're torturing him. We think the fear started with an incident when Adam was giving him a bath, and turned on the shower (which Jack loved) but the water was freezing cold. After several attempts at tubby time over the last couple weeks, last night seemed to be a breakthrough. After a meltdown trying to get him in the tub and hysterical crying, I worked my improv skills and made up a story with his rubber ducks. It involved a mama duck and baby duck (named Jack) and it seemed to do the trick. Fingers crossed that this phase has passed.

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It's coffee and milk time over here, going to try to get to the gym this morning. Have a great day!