Bathtime

Ava was over and Sage needed to take a bath. Ava was more than happy to join in. If you think these pictures are sweet, you totally missed out being there. Total fun. Until we had to rinse Ava's hair. Then she wasn't so happy with us.





It's okay, she got over it once I let her wear Sage's ducky pajamas. Her dad forgot to bring her some over. If Sage was wearing jammies, then she was too!

PS. Does anyone love my MIL's gold bathtub? That's what I thought. She's planning to redo it eventually. Even she know's it's time in the limelight has faded. :)
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Unknown said…
We had a hospital green tub in our last house- with tile to match... in the shower and on the vanity!! Got to love the 60's.
7:18 AM
Cowgirl in the City said…
How cute are they!? They are both getting so big! Rama and my first apartment had a GORGEOUS (smirk) 60's pink tub with a toilet to match. So the gold isn't that bad at all.
10:05 AM
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