A Fire Truck Splash

I set Mariana's red toy fire truck squarely on the wide porcelain ledge of the bathroom tub for morning bath time. With a folded white washcloth tucked neatly inside the cab like a cushiony sponge bed, it made the grandest little fire truck bathtub you ever did see! Cradling sweet Mariana securely in my left arm, I gently dipped the edge of a dry cotton flannel into a small saucer of warm water. With patient, polite dabs of my free purple paw, I gave her plush blue ears and checkered feet the softest, freshest wipe-down. Mariana sat tall in the driver's seat, bouncing with sheer morning joy as pretend soapy bubbles squeaked against her bumper.