The other day Megan was "helping" me do the dishes because if I didn't allow her to do so she would scream a deep throaty snarl of a scream and then fling her body with frightening force into the nearest hard inanimate object. As she was "helping' me wash (by dumping cupfuls of soapy water onto our nice laminate floor) I turned around for a second to get another dish and as I rounded the full 360 degree turn she was sitting in the sink fully clothed.
What the heck it's her bedtime bath soon, why not toss her in the sink for a bath. And yes I did change the water. Although she still smelled faintly like hamburger soup after. Isn't she just so cute!!!????