Sometimes in the middle of a busy day, the most extraordinary things happen.  Things that you’ll remember for the rest of your life.

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Beanie loves his bath time.  I do, too.  We splash.  We kick.  We pee in the water.  Its a great time.  And I love the minutes afterwards, too.  When he’s clean and smiley and good to snuggle.

But maybe the absolute best part of bath time is playing with Beanie’s hair.  Its one of the great things about having a baby with a head full of hair.

All that hair provides endless hours of entertainment.

And an endless supply of embarrassing pictures to break out when Beanie brings a girl home to meet us one day.

Poor Beanie.  Pictures last a lifetime, Little Buddy.

Just ask your father.

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“Mom,” said Beanie.  “Why are you making me wear a bib all the time now?”

“Well, Beanie,” I said.  “You are starting to drool more now.  The bib helps keep your nice clothes clean and dry.”

“But I don’t like bibs,” said Beanie.

“Well, why not, little Beenie Weenie?”

“Cause Dad says they make me look like a baby.”

“Oh,” I said.  “But, Beanie, you are a baby.”

“What?!?!?”

“Yeah, Beanie.  You’re a little baby.  And you’ll always be MY little baby…”

“Well,” said Beanie.  “That’s a pisser.”

“Oh, Bean.”

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It is hard enough to get Chris up and dressed for church.  He hates church clothes.  Its not like I make him wear a tie.  I don’t even make him wear a belt, for crying out loud!  All I ask is for some kind of shirt to be tucked into some kind of shorts and for his face to be cleaned with some kind of wet cloth.  But the act of getting up early on the weekend gets enough of a razz out of him.  Making him wear church clothes on top of getting up early on the weekend?

Well, lets just say I usually have to pray for forgiveness when we finally get to church.

Now that the Bean is here, its double the hassle of Sunday mornings because Beanie now seems to be rebelling against church clothes, too.

Much like his father, Beanie yelled at me the entire time I got him dressed for church.  Not crying.  Yelling.

“MOM!  WHY DO I HAVE TO WEAR OVERALLS???  DAD’S NOT WEARING THEM!!”

“I know, Beanie,” I said.  “But your dad is a lost, heathen soul in casual clothing.  Now, hold still and smile for the camera.”

“I will not smile.  I want to be a lost, heathen soul in casual clothing like dad!”

“No, Beanie.  You cannot be a lost, heathen soul in casual clothing.  Now.  Look how cute you look!”

“Please let it be stated for the record that I object to these plaid overalls,” said Beanie.  “And this collared shirt.”

“Be quiet, Beanie, or I’ll make you put on socks and shoes, too.”

Way to set an example, Chris.  Way to set an example.

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