While at the beach we began bathing the babies without their kiddie tub. They had begun to hate having to sit back in the little plastic tub; they much prefer to sit up and splash around. So, once home, we plopped them all in the big tub* together. They loved it. They move around, pick up bath toys to put in their mouths, and examine the faucets and drains.
As you can see from the picture immediately below, we were bad parents and did not have a faucet cover. With the first big tub* bathing, Elliott hit his head on the faucet and Lucia scraped her eyelid on the faucet. (Hmmm, how did we avoid knocking our noggins when we were children? It wasn't because our parents covered the faucet.) So, when H and I were in Mobile the next day we bought one of those rubber covers to shield the babies from injury. The next picture is of Lucia meeting her kind and helpful friend for the first time. She was quite taken with him and quite appreciative of his role in her life.
The remaining pictures are of Mazie and then the three in the tub*. Notice in the last picture how Lucia is once again gazing lovingly at her new protector.
*I feel compelled to tell you that our tub is not dirty, as it appears to be in the photos. H and I love old things. We like to call them antiques. This tub was upside down behind the shed in Papa Glenn and Nana's yard for about twenty years before we claimed it for our own claw foot tub. I have horrible memories of scrubbing and scrubbing and scrubbing this tub on the porch during the summer we moved into our house. There is no more dirt that will ever come off of this tub.
Despite its lackluster appearance in photos, this is the greatest tub I have ever had. The back of the tub is at the most comfortable angle. Its slant is perfect for leaning back and relaxing for large periods of time. (Not that I have done this in well over a year, but I remember those times fondly.)