Owen and Beck love to take a bath. As soon as that water turns on, the clothes come off and they come running. I have always been worried about how Beck would react to sharing his life, his time, and his stuff with a baby brother, but he absolutely adores Owen and loves to play with him all the time.
Owen is still learning to distinguish the difference between playing with the duck and eating the duck.
Looking rather mischievious.
SPLASHES!
OH! Not in my face!
Hey, nice mohawk!
My bathroom becomes one giant puddle after each bath, but as long as they get all of their stink scrubbed off, I'm happy.
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