Chapter 30
Bath time for Cerise
New Years Eve 1998
"Dada!" Ceris' screamed. She held up a painting she made. It was safe for her to use. Hard to make though. It was a bunch of colors smeared on the paper. It made brown in the middle.
"That's pretty. Let's go clean up now." I took her to the sink and washed her hands. She didn't like it, but it was for our floor and her too.
Red walked out of the living room and came to see our baby. Cerise cooed and was lifted up. She smiled.
"We should get her cleaned up." Red told me.
"I know. C'mon, Ceris', it's bathtime." I got up and we walked to the bathroom. She only cried for ten minutes. It was her second bath today. She had puked up her baby food on herself when I was changing her into clothes. I made sure she didn't fall. She still wasn't quite balanced as she should be. Red washed and dried her. I helped get her ready for her nap and we made dinner.
So, I got tried of writing the firework scenes. They may come back, but not until later.