The next day.
"Honey, isn't he going to slip?" Daniel was on high alert as he held Ashton who was casually sitting on the baby tub worriedly while bathing him.
"He's not going to slip, Daniel. Just chill."
"But he's slippery… Why did you buy this crap? Shouldn't it have some kind of like a seat belt to hold him in place or something?" Daniel was referring to the baby tub where Ashton was sitting; the little boy was wiggling his arms and splashing water everywhere, wetting Daniel's clothes.
Samantha threw her head back laughing when she saw Daniel trying to hold his son in place while his head turned to the side, avoiding the water that his son was splashing on him. She walked closer, carrying a fluffy towel in her hand and placed it on Daniel's chest. "He's fine, honey. You worry too much... babies are actually great swimmers. I'm even planning to start taking him to classes soon. Now, take him out and wrap him with this towel."
