Finn has a love-hate relationship with baths. He fights getting into them and then fights us when it's time to get out. He is quickly growing out of the IKEA bathtub that has seen us through the last 2 1/2 years, but I just pretend we are pioneers or live in Mongolia and have to bath our babies in animal troughs. It's also greener and saves water, I suppose.
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