"GET OVER HERE!" you laughed exhaustedly after your giddy toddler, who continues to evade you— additionally evading her bath— as the mischievous kid ran like mad around the house without any clothes on, having wriggled out of your reach when you were putting the bubbles in the tub.

"Catch me, catch me!" she taunted, wide grin across her chubby baby cheeks, taking another turn to keep you off, effectively so, as you knock into a wall trying to reach out for her.

"Nya nya, na nya nya!" your little girl teased, mocking you for being slow. Thankfully, she didn't notice the door swing open, her dada coming back from work, and tiptoeing up to her...

"Gotcha, li'l gremlin." Simon laughed, seizing her stomach from behind, noogieing her head lovingly.