Mr. Destructo fights getting clean. He pulls the jelly-baby move and when that doesn't work, he cries at top volume and wriggles as much as possible. He has been crying through just about every bath since he started getting them. Yeah, that's a lot of crying. I think we have finally hit a turning point with the help of some water guns. A $5 pack of 4 and he has happily run to take his bath for the past few days. He still makes a fuss over rinsing the shampoo out of his hair but it's nowhere near the nightmare it used to be.
And I also hit upon an inspired solution to his fighting hand washing. Wait for it . . . a SpongeBob SquarePants soap dispenser and a stool in the hall bathroom so he can stand by himself. Now he runs to wash hands with BobBob.
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