For the last half hour Joyce has been trying and failing to get Jane into the bath, some nights it was easy to get her in, this was not one of those nights. "Jane come out," Joyce hears her daughter moan in response and she rolls her eyes.
Will, who is sitting at the dinner table, looks up from his drawing, his hair still wet from his bath. "Still no luck?" he asks. "No," she answers, "I think she's sitting in front of the door it won't open." She decides to use her last resort. "Jane, if you come out, I promise I'll let you have Eggos for dinner." Three seconds later, the door opens, and Jane steps out, frowning with her eyes looking at the floor.
Joyce rubs her hand along Jane's arm, "Good girl, it won't be long okay?" Jane nods. "Come on." Joyce takes her hand and leads her into the bathroom.
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At first it goes well, she gets Jane undressed and in the tub, but it's when her brown curls get wet that she starts crying, she hated when her hair was wet. She continues to cry for the rest of bath.
"I know baby, I know," Joyce says while scrubbing her daughter with the bath sponge, "I'm nearly done okay?" Jane nods her head, tears in her eyes.
Joyce hated making her daughter upset, but personal hygiene was important.
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After Jane is finished she gets out of the tub where Joyce wraps a towel around her and pulls her into her arms, "You did great sweetie, I'm so proud of you."
After Jane is dried off she sits at the dinner table with her family, eating her plate of Eggos with whipped cream that Joyce put on as an extra treat.