The other day I was home with The Caterpillar and realized that she had banana in her hair for approximately the sixth straight day and desperately needed a bath. I desperately needed a bath too (but as to whether or not I had banana in my hair, I ain't sayin') so I decided to make bath time a little less run of the mill and stuck about a quarter bottle of dish washing detergent in the tub, then I climbed in with her and we made Martha Washington wigs with the bubbles. The Caterpillar humored me for a minute... but only a minute before she was all "Dude, get yourself a baby doll or something. I am not your plaything." But little does she know that that is exactly why we had her.