Bath time around here is like trying to catch a greased pig. A cute pig. Beckett is fascinated by the faucet and drain. He doesn't leave that end of the tub.... until it's time to wash his hair. He turns into a slippery mischievous little devil and it's all downhill from there. Once I have him washed, the challenge is getting his diaper and pajamas on. It's wild wrestling match of giggles, screams, and naked chubbiness.
He isn't "crawling" but he's into everything and faster than I know what to do with. Power cords are his favorite, with the remote controls coming in at a close second. He's starting to pull himself to standing in his crib. His new favorite game is crawling under my bed and back out for a hilarious game of peek-a-boo. I can't get enough of him.