Bath time is always a good time in our house. There is music (via Pandora), tub dancing by Piper, bath toy splashing and bubbles. Lots of bubbles. Monday night I started piling bubbles on Pip's head and she could not get enough. I was showing Pip her reflection as the bubble pile was growing and she could not stop giggling. The giggling turned into belly laughing and soon we were both cracking up as the bubble pile continued to grow. I showed Mr. R. the photos later and he dubbed them Elvis hair.
Elvis has left the building.