Water World

Baby enjoys water. And she enjoys crawling. And there is water in vessels on the floor to slake the thirst of our dogs. And occasionally dad will let baby crawl into the next room for fifteen or twenty seconds before chasing her down – or, anyway, I used to until running into the set of “The Poseidon Adventure” early this afternoon. Baby had spilled the largest of the water dishes and was sitting in an impressively large puddle of water, and was very, very satisfied. Dad quickly dried the mess and gave baby a bath in the tub. She found it less magical than the watery world she’d created in the kitchen, but she laughed once or twice nonetheless.