happy love thursday No.2

It is Love Thursday and this is what we love - family baths.

Not that I would (or even could) inflict a photo of that on you, but when we settle down in a permanent home, I dream about constructing a wooden ofuro .

This is despite the fact that I know there will probably come a time when our kiddo will be embarrassed about bathing with her parents. When she doesn't find mummy's incarnation of the cuddle monster, and papa's squeeky sock puppets particularly amusing. Where a simple raspberry sound and tickle will no longer elicit a torrent of giggles. When peek-a-boo loses its thrill, and our old digital camera cord is no longer a source of endless wonder.

Thank goodness that time is not now.