My five-year-old daughter always bathed with my husband. They would stay in there for more than an hour every night. When I finally asked her what they were doing, she burst into tears and said, “Daddy says I can’t talk about games in the bath.” #4 #85

to her chest.

“What are you doing in there with Daddy for so long?” I asked as gently as I could.

Her face changed completely.
She looked down. Her eyes filled with tears. Her little mouth trembled, but she didn’t say a word.

I took her hand. “You can tell me anything. I promise.”

She whispered so softly I could barely hear her.

“Dad says bathroom games continue reading …