CAM used to take a bath separately from WHM, but when he was able to walk and sit up, it was just easier to put them together in our big old tub -- especially in Georgia, where our master bath had a humongous jetted garden/whatever tub.
Well, that ended tonight. As of tomorrow, separate bath/shower times resume in our household.
CAM: WHM, you have a silly bum*!
WHM: What?! I don't have a siwwy bum. Where is the penguin?
CAM: Your bum is a different shape! It doesn't look like mine AT ALL. Here, pour water on my head.
WHM: My bum is fine. I need my penguin. Mommy, CAM has my penguin!
CAM: Mommy? WHM's bum is a silly shape. His bum is different than mine. Do all people have different bums?
ME: Honey, give WHM the penguin. No, just boys and girls have different bums.
Thankfully, the conversation ended there and both kids were wrapped up with a penguin transaction. I promptly called for Mick and shared this little innocent conversation and let him know we're now officially adding a round to our family bath/shower routine ...
In fairness, I knew that this changeover was imminent, that CAM was eventually going to notice this, and that really, they were too old to have a shared bath time. (And right before we moved, I was transitioning to where one kid was in the shower while one was in the tub -- we had a separate but adjacent shower so I could manage them both ... we had a big master bathroom. Not magazine big, but certainly built-in-the-South-in-the-past-fifteen-years kind-of big. Small-bedroom-big, nothing extravagant.) But they loved to play with all their bathtub toys together, and as yet it hadn't come up, and so I didn't force the issue, especially once we got to Maine. And quite honestly, I am so tired that I can't even get up to pour myself a glass of wine -- adding another layer to our routine kicks my BUM just thinkin' about it! Oh well. Thank goodness for Mick!
*in our house, your privates are collectively your "bum," at least for now.