After smearing mashed potatoes all over himself and pouring juice (from a spill proof sippy cup) on his head...Oliver's melt down began, and I was there to capture it.
He wanted to get out of his chair, but didn't want to take a bath...which was not going to happen...and since I am in charge (or at least I like to think that I am)...into the bath he went, crabby and filthy!
Despite the resistance, Oliver thoroughly enjoyed the bath and came out a different baby...
...Happy and clean!
Good thing Momma loves Oliver no matter what...even when he's a butthead!!