Our kids don’t take baths often, because the drain of the bathtub is messed up and we’re holding off fixing it until we redo that entire bathroom. So the kids usually take showers, which are quicker and easier for everyone involved. But, every once in a while, they need a good soak, so their dad prepares a bath. I’m in favor of this, even though I know it will go wrong somehow, usually in the form of something getting damaged by the gallons of water that inevitably end up getting propelled out of the tub.
Yesterday, Livia got her long-awaited and much-needed soak. Her father had turned it into a bubble bath by adding some soap to the water, and she was delighted. I was in my office working, but my door was open, and I could hear the whole exciting event. There was a lot of splashing and talking, including some yelling when her father discovered how much water was already on the floor.
After a while, I heard Livia call to her brother. “Look how many bubbles I have, Marshall!”
“Whoa!” responded Marshall, after viewing the soapy marvel.
In my office, I was thinking to myself, “This can’t be good.”
A few minutes later, their dad returned the bathroom. “Oh my God! How did you get so many bubbles? What did you do? Did you add more soap? HOW MUCH SOAP DID YOU ADD?”
“I don’t know,” she replied.
“Take a guess. One squirt? Ten squirts?”
“Um, fifteen?” she answered
I did not see how many bubbles were in the bathtub, because I was too busy laughing in my office. Bath time was soon over after that, and the tub drained. But, a little while later, my husband came into my office and said, “I don’t want you to be alarmed when you go downstairs . . .” So of course I went downstairs so that I could be alarmed, and I brought my camera so that I could take pictures, which I will not share, because you do not want to see pictures of the inside of the toilet.
Yes, the alarming thing was the toilet, which was filled with soap bubbles–a mountainous island of bubbles floating in the toilet sea. Apparently there were so many bubbles in the waste pipe that they had backed up into the toilet. Because, like I said, baths always goes wrong somehow.
At least this time it was amusing!