One thing I don't like about living here is our bathtub. Or, better stated, our lack of a bathtub.
Hardly any of the homes here have bathtubs. We have these huge showers that are akin to a cave. At the far end is a little shower head where the water trickles out at best. So, we have purchased a plastic bin to bathe the kids in. They seem to be ok with it.
Except for when we go to Sam's Club and they look longingly at the fancy, big bathtubs hanging from the wall.
Julio: Mom, can we buy a bathtub?
Gabriela: Where would we put it?
Julio: In the toy room.
Gabriela: Hmmmm, not today.
On the upside, it makes going to a hotel or to Grandma's house all the more exciting.
Happy bathing to you and yours!