I have a love hate relationship with this sink. It's a wonderful, deep sink. I hand washed dishes for five years in this sink until we got out portable dishwasher. Daniel shaved my legs for me in this sink the day before I had Coen.
I couldn't see or reach them, you see. Plus the barn doesn't have a tub.
Six years, two pregnancies a toddler and no tub.
That's right.
So here are the boys taking their first "bath" together in our kitchen sink.
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