My phone drowned
I’m sad.
Bath time at my house is a group activity. We have a really big, deep, jet – less Jacuzzi tub and that’s where the boys have their baths at night. They do have showers but they both prefer baths so more often than not, they have a bath.
I fill up the tub with warm water, bubbles and about ten different bath toys. Then baby and I get into the bath together. Because he still hasn’t mastered standing and walking on his own, I am very fearful of letting him sit in the bathtub by himself. I have visions of him trying to stand up and slipping and me not being able to catch him in time, so I sit in the tub with him and Maks hangs out outside of the tub keeping us company. He splashes around for twenty minutes or so and then he and I get out and Maks gets in.
Fresh water and bubbles are added and the bath time routine is repeated for Maks. The only difference is, instead of Maks sitting outside of the tub, baby and I are sitting on the outside of the tub keeping Maks company.
Maks and his brother play with the toys even though one of them is in the bathtub and the other isn’t.
On Saturday, a new toy was added to the mix. As I was changing baby, I gave him my phone to play with. It kept him occupied as I got him into his pajamas and reduced the squirminess of the diaper change. I wasn’t really thinking; when I put baby on the floor and let him crawl away. He promptly crawled into the bathroom and when I was preoccupied with getting Maks into the bath, he threw my phone into a bathtub that was filled with water.
Maks jumped in to save it but alas, it was too late.
My phone drowned. Even after it had dried out, the phone wouldn’t work. Right now I am using Millhouse’s extra phone. It is a little bit banged up and doesn’t have all the apps that my phone had but it works. Millhouse tried to convince me to trade in my Blackberry for an iPhone but so far I am fighting him. I like my Blackberry. I have gotten used to it and even with a global systems failure; I am not ready to give up on it. So I am using Millhouse’s old Blackberry.
It may be old but it works.
That’s better than my phone.