TO SHOWER OR NOT TO SHOWER?

Chronicles of a Preschool Mom

"Emma, what are you doing???..." I said to her in the silliest, most loving voice possible, trying to mask the mini-heart attack I was having. "Cooking," she replies, flashing that million-dollar smile that could melt even the iciest of hearts.

There she is, my curly-haired, hazel-eyed, two-year-old whirlwind, holding a knife she'd somehow swiped from th…