New tub toys courtesy of the Easter basket sent by Grandma Lois.
Grandma Lois sent us a package with some new squirt guns. Henry is learning how to use them.
Cousin Mae and Aunt Julie arrived in New York yesterday afternoon. We are excited to have them here for a long weekend. Henry and Mae got reacquainted by taking a splash bath.
One of the ducks, traveling duck, has been found. It was in Henry’s diaper bag that I had not used or emptied for a few weeks. Luckily, Henry can have one duck and the frogs for bath time. Again, I am more sentimental about the duck than Henry so I was determined to find at least one of them.
Henry had become very fond of his favorite tub toy, a blue rubber duck. So much so, that he often took it to play with elsewhere—even in dry environments. When he forgot it a couple of months ago while visiting friends, we quickly found an identical replacement online. Unfortunately he just can’t seem to keep track of his ducks and has lost it again somewhere on the streets of New York City.
I think Jacqui and I felt duck’s loss more than Henry did. The transition to a post-duck phase of babyhood marks a passage of time and evokes a sort of sentimental nostalgia for his younger days even this early in his life.
However, as you can see below, Henry’s adapted quite well and has moved on to sailing one of his frogs around the tub in a toy boat. So now we’ll have to cherish his frog phase.