Acapulco Diver

Olivia treated me to a unique adventure the other morning: I got the upstairs all cordoned off and baby-safe and got in the shower. We're both pretty accustomed to having Olivia holler and scream while one of us is taking a shower and the other parent is gone. It's just something we endure. So I got in the shower and Olivia started hollering as usual. I peeked my head out of the shower so she could see where I was, thinking that would calm her down a bit. That only made her more upset, and she crawled over to the edge of the tub and peeked her head in the shower curtain. Then I started shaving, which requires me to look upward. While I was shaving, I heard a loud thud, looked down, and wouldn't you know Olivia had managed to climb over the side of the bathtub and into the tub! Fully clothed, no less! The only thing I could think to do was to just pick her up. So I picked her up and got her calmed down somewhat, and then had to go about peeling her wet clothes off of her with one hand while holding her with the other. Must've been quite a sight. For the remainder of the shower she sat in the tub and hollered. It wasn't the most relaxing shower I ever had.