Early Spa Treatments

I turned around at lunch today to find Sarah with both her hands in her hair and grinning like a catfish. That would of been fine except her little chubby hands were coverd in gooey peanut butter. I was tempted to leave it in and call it a spa treatment, but the thought of peanut butter all over everything spurred us into bath mode. By the way, Sarah can now say bath, thank you, bubba, nite nite and Cody's favorite No no no no no (him trying to keep her out of his stuff).