G has a lot of bath toys.   One might even say too many bath toys.  

Fortunately, G is a prodigious organizer, or there would nary be room for a littleGirl to bathe.

There are toys from at least 6 different sets, along with various frogs, dolphins, ducks and Hei Hei the whale, so named cause we couldn’t leave Rage without it when we picked up the bike in early Spring.

Toys in the bath are a given, like soap and bubbles. Lately she has taken to bringing toys into the hot tub. And not just a random rubber duckie or fish, but in G’s own words: We’ll get old toys. We’ll get new toys. We’ve got all kinds of toys.

This is just fine by me, as more toys means more time she’ll spend with me in the hot tub, and the more I can keep her busy and be a good dad while getting to do what I want to do. Sometimes more toys means there are more toys to throw out of the hot tub, more toys to scoop from the bottom of the hot tub, or more toys to extract from the filter of the hot tub.

Mostly it just means more stories in the hot tub, elaborate fantastic stories about the trials and tribulations of modern marine life. This led to the question of how the hot tub stays hot, which I explained was due to a nice fish that lived in the hot tub and swam around at great speeds, heating the water as it went. The explanation unfolded over several evenings, leading G to name her (its a her, btw) FastWater and forcing me to provide a picture.

Luckily, there is free clipart on the internet and Paint.Net