Bluebird of happiness

Bathtime is a fun time again. This was the last major piece of Ella's day that had been causing us trouble. She objected to having her cast covered with plastic bags for her bath. It's important to keep the cast dry, and it's kind of an obsession of mine to prevent a drop from landing near the cast. Ella gave me the idea one night to start talking about the need for "bags" throughout the day and get her used to the concept. She'd seen a bluebird bathing in her book and suggested that the bird needed bags, so we've used the bluebird story to full advantage. Ella has crayons for the bath, and we draw the bluebird every night on the side of the tub, and draw a red cast on her leg, and decide that she needs to have a bag over it if she's going to be splashing around like that. Ella loves this, and she's been back to her joyful self at bathtime the last two evenings. My parents refer to the music box that used to hang in my crib as the Bluebird of Happiness. It seems we've found a bluebird of happiness for Ella.