And so, due to the intense cloud of plaster dust in what once was our bathroom, Jesson gets to bath in a bucket in the kitchen. He doesn't seem to mind because I've told him he can stand up in his new tub. Last night he stood looking over the edge of all four sides, watching as water dripped onto the floor from up at his level. He thought this was quite funny. He ended up clean anyway, so the bucket is effective.