little squirt

Last night I almost forgot to give Elias his Saturday night bath.  So it was late and I was pretty tired after a long week.  He, however, was full of energy and loved splashing around, pouring water over his head, and trying out his technique from swim class.  At one point he stopped, looked me dead in the eye, then spit a huge stream of water right in my face.  No, I didn't see it coming, and his aim was good; I was soaked.  At least I had changed into a tank top beforehand.