Every time when I need to shower in the morning, and nobody is around to take care of Zara, I’ll put her in her tub at one corner of the bathroom, so I can keep an eye on her while I shower. These few days, to save some time, I placed her naked in the tub, and when I’m done with my shower, I’ll carry her and do a quick rinse for her (instead of filling up her tub and bathing her when we have more time).<\/p>\n
To make things interesting for her, I tell her she will wait in her ‘boat’. I don’t believe she understands what boat is yet, but having a few toys to play with in the tub, and the occasional splattering of water on her, while I sing Row Row Row Your Boat in the shower, does keep her occupied and happy.<\/p>\n
This time, she froze after playing with her stacking cups for a while, “Zara are you poo-poo-ing?” I asked while rinsing the shampoo off my hair. Too late, I could see her done with her business, and continued banging her stacking cups like nothing happened.<\/p>\n She did it, she pooed in her tub. This is the first time she did her business without her diaper on. I must say it’s easier to clean than a soil diaper.<\/p>\n![](\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/1441\/1350\/1600\/Resize%20of%20IMGP14372.JPG\")
<\/a>and her face turned red.<\/p>\n<\/div>