Bathtime Benny

I'm over trying to justify my blogging habits.  I don't write often. So, I've renamed my blog to be The Warren DnA.  Fun because my husband's name is Daniel and my name is Amy so D-and-A.  Get it?  And we have a baby now.  Baby's come from two grown-ups by way of genes and DNA stuff so it fits.

My next blog will be about what it means to be a Warren, (i.e. the innate qualities of my husband and his brothers) which include:  sarcasm, correcting other people's grammar, being loving towards their wives/girlfriends/mom, incredible skill with a hobby, intelligence, humor, and other Warrenesque traits.  I'll also include a detailed rundown of how this will play into Benjamin's upbringing and why he will be one of the coolest people we know.  Then I'll follow up with an article detailing how the Biggs-side of the DNA chain will come into play during Ben's bid for President and perhaps earlier in his life.

And I digress.

My BFF showed me FotoFlexr, though, and that has changed my blogging life.  This is fun.  I can click 'Upload' like a champ and put pictures on already-designed collages.  That's a cinch and therefore enough of a help to make me want to blog just a little bit.

This month's subject:  The Many Emotions of Bathtime Benny

We have not been the type of parents to work bath time into our nightly routine with Ben.  He didn't really like baths at first and I didn't think he needed them that often since he was laying around like a bump on a log.  Even now we don't give him many baths and his skin is just fine...just give him 15 years and it'll be a whole other story based on my teenage skin experience.

Once Ben started sitting up and we put him in an over-sized blow-up duck for baths, he's had a blast.  He splashes all over and makes the goofiest faces.  I can't believe how much he's growing up!  One of my favorite parts of giving him a bath is when he makes a big splash that shocks him and then he starts to giggle.

Ben does NOT like getting out of the bath.  About 60 seconds after he realizes he's not in water and is laying on a towel getting dried off he begins to cry.  We make our best effort to do the whole towel-diaper-pajama changeroo quickly, but some tears are inevitable.   And then it's time to style the hair!

I was bald as a baby for a big chunk of time, so where got this head of hair, I have no idea.  I don't always style his hair, but when I do I put some California Baby soothing lotion on his head and smooth it around.  It smells amazing and Ben will flutter or close his eyes as I do it, I assume because it feels good.
*Please note:  the names of the hairstyles are not indicative of Ben's political or social affiliation

So sit back and stare at his cute little expressions.  Let them permeate your soul and fill you with happiness.  God gave Daniel and I a really funny Benjamin.  Thanks, Lord!