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paul hates taking baths. screams bloody murder. hates hate HATES having his hair washed. yet he submits to -- nay, suggests! -- bathtime at his grandparents' house. makes me feel like a slatternly, slovenly mom in slippers and curlers with a virginia slims hanging out of my mouth. (all right, slight exaggeration. but i still feel like ms. horrible hygiene.)
me: why don't you like to take a bath at home?
paul: the water here is so heavy.
paul: [drops to the floor]
paul: [dramatically] it weighs me down.
sigh.