Wrestle baby mania has been brought back to our household.
Dutch seems pretty happy about that.
Twice a week, Clementine has T-Ball Practice and I have been trying to figure out a system to keep this boy from shrieking. So far: no dice. Last weekend we tried the carseat/stroller combo. With snacks, that worked for a while but then there's the shrieking; always the shrieking. So we let him stand up in the stroller (with Cam holding on to him on one side and me on the other. Hypothesis: no straps=no shrieking.
Another tricky must-do we try to problem solve around here is getting this boy clean. It's a lot harder than I expected. Because of the refusal to hold still, bath time has become quite dangerous. The baby bath won't contain him any more and the big bath works for very short times as he stands himself up over and over again. He's a squirmy fellow. So I gave it a try to have BOTH babies in the bath at the same time. This was not a boy in his element. He got clean, for sure, but he also got his face in the water more during this bath than Clementine did in 16 months of swim lessons. So, these days, this boy's element is what I like to call spot cleaning. Someday he'll be a bathing beauty just like his sister is.

