To bathe or not to bathe (often). That is the question

My first memories of bathing were of my mom dragging me into the bathtub kicking and screaming. Those days are long gone, and I’m now a once-a-day-shower kind of guy.

My first memories of bathing were of my mom dragging me into the bathtub kicking and screaming. Those days are long gone, and I’m now a once-a-day-shower kind of guy.