Sweet little Lex. He's hardly a baby anymore. Most of the time he gets out of the bathtub himself and gets his own towel out of the cupboard when he's done with his bath. (Or at least when he thinks he's done--sometimes we have a difference of opinion about that.) But, every single time he still then hands me the towel and expects that I'll wrap him up, snuggle him tight, and hold him all wrapped up like that for a few minutes before we move on to getting dressed.