We bought a set of foam letters for Artemis to play with while she takes her nightly bath. They float and stick to the tile, tub and, apparently, her, too.
You can keep your silly backstories about radioactive spiders, trust fund orphans or gamma rays. In a large bowl of alphabet soup, a REAL heroine is born.
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We’ve been calling our girls “Super-baby” when we lift them into the air, but I see now that we were mistaken. Artemis is the real super baby!
Up, up and away. Right after you get washed off.