Bathtime was an acquired taste for little Nora Jayne (see also: how to make your child scream as if you're sawing off one of their limbs), but now she loves it. She kicks her little feet and giggles...until it's time to get out. Then the combination of the cold air and being whisked away really does not agree with her. It's really such a shame that she isn't cute at all.
(Sidenote: Nora, if for some reason, in middle school, your friends discover this post and it embarrasses you, I'm very sorry. Except that I'm not sorry at all because look how cute you are and hopefully you inherit my trait of only becoming embarrassed about once every decade.)