Shelly's finally able to have a bath in the sink, which is so much easier than before she could sit up. I think this is the best time, when she can sit up, and stay occupied with little toys while I wash her. For Archer, its joy while he's playing with his boats, and screaming while I wash his hair. Shelly's turn is coming, I suppose. Its great to be a mom the second time around, you know what to expect cause you've been through it once already, but everything's still new because every child is different. Its great to be a mom the first time around, too, though. Because when everything's new, its a great big adventure every day, with no dread of the terrible two's cause you have no idea what that really means. I can't imagine what its like to be a mom a third, fourth, fifth, sixth time... At any point does it become routine? 
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