A pre-bath exchange with my son:
Mommy: Rowan, take off your shorts so you can get in the tub.
Mommy: Do you want me to help you?
Mommy: Okay, well, please take them off yourself then.
Rowan: Button in way.
Mommy: Your belly button is in the way?
Mommy: So let me get this straight, you can’t take your shorts off, because your belly button is in the way? Am I correct?
Mommy: Well, what how do you think we could fix this?
Rowan: Button OFF!
Mommy: It doesn’t come off. It’s attached to your tummy.
Rowan: Little bit?
Mommy: Nope, not even a little bit. How about this- if you push your belly button in, and I can get your shorts off?
So Rowan took his tiny index finger and pushed his belly button in as far as he could. Fortunately it worked! The bath proceeded normally from there. With him in his bumblebee boots, and me trying to figure out a way to wash his feet without taking the boots off.
You never think about the kind of problems you’re going to encounter as a mother, until you’re in the thick of ’em…