People often joke that when you give a child some fancy, expensive toy that he ends up playing more with the box. Or that the only thing kids need to entertain themselves are some pots and pans and a wooden spoon. I believe it.
Cooper loves taking a bath. He loves, loves, loves it. At night, when we're in the bathroom taking his clothes off, he starts kicking his feet in excitement. He pulls himself up on the side of the tub to watch the water go in. When his diaper comes off, a huge smile floats across his face. His feet hit the water, and he's a maniac. I've given up on trying to get him to sit on his bath seat; now I wash him as he zips around the tub. It's terrifying trying to hold onto this squirmy, wet body. (We do have a strict no-standing-up rule which was implemented once Cooper learned to pull up.)
My mom pulled out my niece and nephew's tub toys from when they were little. Now Cooper has all kinds of things to play with...a floating whale, a stand with wheels that turn when the water goes through, a plastic watering can and various toys that float and spin.
You know Cooper's favorite? His washcloth and the plastic cup I use to rinse him. He by-passes his gallery of tub toys every time and goes straight for those two things.
Simplicity. Beautiful simplicity. We really do make life more complicated than it has to be.
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