Harvey laughed and wiggled, but it was apparent he was pleased by the attention. He rested against Tristan and wiped at his cheek. "Is it time to play in the tub? Can I play with my ships?"
"Yes," Rhiannon said. "We've got some crayola bathtub paint. But you have to wash too, okay? I'm going to let you play for a little, then you have to bath and wash your hair."
Harvey crinkled up his nose. "Awwwight."
"C'mon, then," she said, waving her boys toward the bathroom where she ran a tub full of water for him. She checked the temperature then let him settle in.