It's been well documented that I love a baby in the kitchen sink. Mack, so far, is the only one who has escaped (every time he's here he's tossed into the tub with his sisters!).
Here's the latest one. He seems to love it.
Oh, and now that I have a large laundry sink, it's proven to be a favorite with a certain two-year-old (although he doesn't look too happy in this picture...probably because I was talking to him about getting out!).