While Isabella was standing and playing in the shower, I thought I would get a couple things done. Nicholas was playing quietly and Gabby was taking her first nap. I did laundry, cleaned bedrooms, made beds, and started cleaning the kitchen when she started crying and screaming. My thoughts went straight to the temperature of the water changing which would make her unhappy. I raced in there to find her cowering in the corner of the shower (it's glass) and she was clearly distraught. When I asked her what was wrong she said...
"It's raining in the shower!!! The droplets are sprinkling on me!!!"
Call me crazy but I had to hold back every effort to laugh my head off. :-) I then went into the whole purpose of a shower which I thought she already knew. She's only been showering for 2 years mind you. Apparently she needed retaught. She proceeded to get out but was clearly unharmed. She asked to get back in first thing this morning.
