Four Christmases

I decided to go to another movie tonight. I have once again seen all of the movies here in town at the movie theater. :) I haven't been able to say that as often as I've been able to lately. I went to see the movie Four Christmases with Reese Witherspoon and Vince Vaughn. It was pretty good. It was actually better than I had anticipated it being. The movie theater was very quiet. Not too many people out on a cool damp Sunday evening.

I forgot to share this last night. This is pretty funny. A has always taken baths. She has been very resistant to taking a shower. We have a removable shower head and have tried to use it in the past for a variety of things: bathing/showering, rinsing soap out of hair, spraying dirt off of a dirty from play body, etc. She HATES it! Cries, screams, etc. Well, I prompted her early in the evening last night that I thought maybe she was ready to try taking a shower finally. We would do it in the small bathroom, where there is only a shower stall with a frosted plexiglass door and a soft flow shower head. She didn't say much, if anything, at first. I told her what she would need to do, how to handle it, how to stand, etc. She, on her own, brought up a little while longer that it was time to get ready to take a shower. So, in we went. She did really well. She was so excited. "Oh, mommy, I LOVE showers! Can I take one EVERY night!" In fact, she cried when I said it was time to get out!

At one point, I was prompting her on washing different body parts, etc., and pretty soon she is down on the floor of the shower. I open the door a little bit, and ask her why she is on the floor. Her little bottom is sticking up in the air, she says, "Mommy, I'm washing my bottom!" Oh my!