bathing beauty

There just aren't as many baby bubble bathy pictures of Evelyn (I know, cry me a river, she is overphoto'ed as it is) because she is always bathing around older, not-so-interested-in-being-photographed-while-naked kids. So when she asked for a "warmy bath in your bathtub" at 4:30 yesterday, I thought, oooh, here's my - maybe last - chance. It was sweet, as we sat there together, chatting about her day, I realized how grown-up she already is at 3 1/2. If you think this is hyperbole, you should hear her speak about space, astronauts and the moon. The child is a sponge, and it's all going by so fast.