Cute stuff of the day.

I decided to take a bath. For me to take a bath, rather than us, I must close the bathroom door. Ray stood outside the door and hollered for a couple of minutes. About half an hour later, I heard water running. Hm de hm. More water running–more than you’d need to flush the toilet. Hm de hm. Better go check. I peel myself out of the tub (the bubbles hadn’t popped yet), walked into the other bathroom.

Our daughter sat in the sink with the cold water running. I think she meant to take her own damn bath, but the water was too cold and she was too scared to climb back out. As soon as I stopped laughing….