Le Grand Bleu, chez BlightyAll of you who have children will know how hard it can be to get small people into bath and bed.
I can remember my mother having to chide the 9 or 10 year old me up each individual stair, and me acting like a particularly stupid goat (eating those rubber gloves really was taking it too far). What a suprise that my children are quite frankly uber-annoying at times. I think it's what's known as payback.
My latest scheme is to provide an exciting bathing experience. As toddlers, Boys 1 and 2 loved those bath colours you can get from toyshops.
I have discovered Lush, an English company that makes all sorts of weird and wonderful lotions and potions. The nail polish bloggers swear by their Lemony Flutter. It is apparently tops for your cuticles.
Lush do lots of bath bombs. I picked out a few, and must say they make my drawers smell lovely. (HaHa, Mr B, HaHa).
Below, this one is called Dragon's Egg. Most intriguing. Boy 1 gave it the thumbs up.
Even has a yoke!
This one is Big Blue. I thought it looked and smelt wonderful.
But Boy 2 objected : " What's that in the bottom? That stuff? That pooey stuff?"
Me: "It's seaweed, it's supposed to be therapeutic."
Boy 2: " I don't want thera poo in my bath."
Boy 2 insisted on trying to fish all the seaweed strands out of the bath, which ended with bits stuck on the side of the bath, the floor and his hands. My voice got ever so slightly shrill.
Note to self: Boy 2 perhaps not ready for the full spa experience.
