Bath Time at Grandma's

In my family, bath time at Grandma's means a trip to the kitchen sink. Thankfully, Gavin was small enough for this rite of passage during our trip. No doubt, he'll bring this tradition to the cabin in Minnesota next week.

After dinner Saturday night, we moved the dishes out of the way and made room for Gavin.


After bath time, Gavin snuggled up in one of my old beach towels before getting lathered down with lotion and cuddled in his pjs.

See I told you baths in the kitchen sink are a tradition. Here's a picture of me from August 1976 in my Granny's sink!