Some Things Are Way Too Cute

This morning as I was putting away laundry, I heard Felicity in the hallway saying "Scrub-a-dub-dub, scrub-a-dub-dub." She had found a bar of soap (the hotel kind) which she opened, had two cotton rounds, and with them was giving two dolls a "bath". All the while telling them how they should be clean, wash their hands, etc.