March 2010, 26 months old
So, Alice was in the shower with me one day. It’s a small standing shower, and the poor thing kept getting splashed by a mama who wasn’t adequately diverting the water stream. After, I don’t know, the fourth time I splashed the poor dear, I told her, “I’m sorry sweetie. It’s an art, not a science.”
To which Alice, in all of her two-year-old genius replied, “It not science. It shower.”
Indeed, little one. Indeed.