She Still Fits

I remember the days when Sarah fit nicely in the kitchen sink. It was as though it was meant to be; the perfect match.

Well, she still fits. (sortof)

One Sunday morning, a week or 2 back, we learned this while trying to rush around, getting ready for church. Sarah's like clockwork; food in, food out, which is how I think it should be, but anyway. In our rushed morning we fed her, immediately plopped her in the bathtub, and had to immediately remove her. Luckily she still fit in the kitchen sink and she really enjoyed it! We have since started bathing her Saturday night, which I know is standard but Saturday nights always seem just as rushed as Sunday mornings.

What's a busy family to do?! :)