Bath Time

Saturday, before the Jason Michael Carroll concert, while doing a routine diaper change there was something different about JD. That black stump on his belly button was no longer there. His umbilical cord had finally fallen off. Matt asked me if I wanted to keep it, I really don't know what I would do with it. Keep it in the freezer forever? I'm sure it would travel well in an overseas move.. yeah, no thanks. So we didn't keep his umbilical cord. It's not the end of the world. It's not my thing. I'm doing my best to not be a hoarder- which means parting with things.

Saturday was a late night at the concert, so Sunday I decided was a great day for JD to have a bath. Matt put together his little tub, I grabbed the rubbery ducky that lets us know if the water is too hot, and Jason just hung out. He didn't cry or scream, just enjoyed the warm water. He wasn't too fond of the water getting chilly, so I kept splashing warm water on him so he wouldn't get cold.

His first bath was great and he didn't seem to mind it. That makes me a happy camper because I don't want a stinky baby. Every Sunday will be bath night, so we can start the week clean.