Daddy Time

My husband has always enjoyed bath time. (Yes, I wrote that sentence just to make him blush!) The kids' bath time, that is. He has been Chief Baby Washer since the time The Professor was in diapers. (I wrote that just to make The Professor blush!) Well, now that we have three who can take care of cleaning themselves that only leaves Husband with one to supervise. BigBoy came out of the bathroom last night singing the new ditty Daddy made up for him (probably to distract him from his evil nemesis "Shampoo"):

I had three monkeys for lunch...
I had three monkeys for lunch...
I had three monkeys for lunch...

And we all had banana milkshakes!

He delighted in the queasy looks on the faces of his older siblings while singing the first three lines and then chuckled out the punchline to their relief and amusement. So today, my morning has been filled with answering questions like:

What kind of milkshake would dogs like? (Milk bone milkshakes, of course!)

Can we sing about cats since BigBoy loves cats and doesn't like us to say bad things about cats? (Sure, as long as you all have tuna fish milkshakes.)

Elephants like peanuts, right? (Yes, but peanut butter works better with the rhythm of the song.)

Thank you, God, for the gift of Daddies!