“You can put me down.” “The floor is lava,” I announce as I hold him while I turn the shower on. Only when the water’s hot do I gently set him inside. I grab a washcloth and squeeze some soap onto it before I start washing him, thrilled by this new activity. Honestly, I couldn’t have picked a more fun one. “I can wash myself.” “But why would you when I’m here? Is the washcloth soft enough?” “Are you going to make it softer if I say no?” “I could shave Lucy Fur and make you a washcloth from her fur.” “Do not touch the floof.”
