Mommy gave me a bath!

When I heard that mommy was going to give me a bath I was so happy, even though it meant I had to wake up from my nap. Daddy said that when he gave my brother a bath, Teague hated it and cried during most of it. I wanted to show mommy what a strong boy I am so during the entire bath I didn't complain at all. I even stretched my arms and legs out so she could wash them with ease. Mommy must be nicer than daddy with the wash cloth because I really don't see why Teague was crying so much. But when it came time to have my head washed I'll admit that I started to get a little cranky, but that was because the water was starting to get cold and I don't like to be cold.

I still have to be on warm/humid air at 3 liters per minute because I still have Brady's every once in a while. The doctors keep assuring my parents that it's nothing to worry about. Once I get a little bit bigger I promise that I'll stop having them. Mommy says that she wants me to stay little forever, but daddy says that I need to get big so I can help him clean the pool, trim the trees, feed the horses, and take out the trash.