
As she finally stepped into the warm water, I realized how children have a way of expressing what adults often bottle up.
To her, the bath wasn’t just a routine—it was a small pause at the end of a busy day of school, play, and exploration. My wife, worn out from work and chores, had simply reached her limit.
Yet in that single line, our daughter softened the atmosphere completely. My wife went from irritation to amusement, washing her hair with care and chatting about her day. It was a small reset, turning what could have been stress into a shared moment of connection.
