There are things that I just don't do anymore.
I don't bathe Therese.
And I don't brush, comb, or style her hair.
It's not that I'm neglecting my three-year-old. Really, I'm not. It's just that I have some serious competition from her two older sisters who want nothing more than to mother their younger sister, experiment with her curls (a novelty around here), and have a chance to play with someone in the tub.
Guess what? I'm not complaining.
They say motherhood gets easier once you have a few... I should say so. ;)