The Bath

The joy of being a parent is sharing a bath with your kids.

The downside of being a parent is sharing a bath with your kids.

I always tell a little fib and get in there early to get a few minutes to myself.

Son #1 and #2 either arrive together or in staggered formation.

Knees, elbows, feet all jostle for position in the foam filled waters.

Son #2 insists on going underwater if he can.

Son #1 has been in there a long time.

I gave myself a bath for a pre-school, post brick-laying treat.

Son #1 and I managed to build a little wall in the garden which can only be described as vaguely straight and mostly level.