I'm up earlier than everyone else in the house Sunday morning and decide to use the extra time for a bath. Chris is here if Bella wakes up and just to make sure he hears her I put the baby monitor on his nightstand and turn the volume up a notch before I sneak off to the bathroom.

I love our new master bath. Last summer when we were in Winnipeg we let Logan loose on the house and finally got enough room for everyone. Lily wound up with our old room, meaning Connor and Isabella finally got their own rooms. Then he converted the former attic into a master bedroom/bathroom combo for Chris and me.

Now we have more than enough space for a separate shower and jacuzzi tub. And right now I've filled it with bubbles and left the jacuzzi jets off and I'm sinking into its steamy depths. With a groan I stretch out and close my eyes loving how warm it is.

Chris is always bugging me about being cold. When we're in the car together and he's driving, I'm constantly reaching over to turn the heat up and down every five minutes. And its no different in the house. I used to complain it was because the house was old and drafty but ever since Logan did the upgrades I really don't have that excuse any more. But it still doesn't stop me from cranking the thermostat up until everyone else is complaining they're going to bake if I don't turn it down.

Damn I should have brought my iPod in here to listen to. But no worries, the silence is nice too. But a creak makes me open my eyes and I look up to see Chris trying to sneak in to the room. It might be interesting to close my eyes again and see what he's up to, or else I could just let him know he's been spotted. Decisions, decisions....

But he makes it for me, calling out a cheerful "Good morning." Its then I realize he has someone else with him. Bella is in his arms and she gives me a big grin as soon as she spots me. Waving her arms and wriggling around so much that Chris almost drops her. Getting a better grip on her he comes over to the tub and sits down on the edge. 'Who's that, sweetheart? Is Mommy all wet?"

Bella immediately starts with the "Mamamamama." She's very good at that.

Chris smiles and eyes the water. "Just how hot is it in there?"

"Feel like joining me?"

"Thought we'd both join you, but I don't think you want your daughter looking like a lobster."

"I can fix that in a jiffy," I announce and move into a cross legged position before I reach over to the faucet and turn on the cold water. A minute later the temperature is just perfect for a wee one to come on in.

Chris strips her out of her pajamas and diaper and after begging her not to pee on either of us, he hands her over to me while he ditches his own pajamas so he can climb into the big tub as well.

Bella's as much a fish as her father. She loves the water and immediately starts smacking the surface with both hands, giggling up a storm when it splashes everywhere. We must stay in the tub for close to an hour, adding warm water whenever it starts getting too cool. Finally we decide we better get out before we get too wrinkled.

Who needs a swimming pool when you have great big tub?