What's That Noise?
It's 7:15pm, and I go to the computer to check out the YMCA website, to see what their hours are for child care, with the idea that maybe I'll try to work out a bit on Friday.
So I'm online, checking it out, when I hear this odd sound. It sounds soft, and sort of like bubble wrap being stepped on, but really small bubbles, not large ones. Kind of like what is being laid under the new floor that we are currently have installed. So I don't think much of it... it's probably one of the kids crawling/walking over some exposed part of the under layment for the unfinished floor.
It is proceeded by laughter. Thankfully I hear both of them laugh, so I figure they are enjoying themselves and I don't get too concerned.
I then I hear that odd sound again, followed by more laughter. And again. And again.
Now I'm suspicious.
I go into the kitchen and no one is there, so it isn't the under layment I'm hearing.
I walk towards the bathroom and what do I see? Sofi standing there with the sink stop down and full of water, a sopping wet sponge in her hand, which she is holding over Isaac's head and squeezing the water out (which is the sound I'm hearing). Isaac is sitting there in a puddle on the bathroom floor, his clothes sopping wet, loving every second of it.
So I'm online, checking it out, when I hear this odd sound. It sounds soft, and sort of like bubble wrap being stepped on, but really small bubbles, not large ones. Kind of like what is being laid under the new floor that we are currently have installed. So I don't think much of it... it's probably one of the kids crawling/walking over some exposed part of the under layment for the unfinished floor.
It is proceeded by laughter. Thankfully I hear both of them laugh, so I figure they are enjoying themselves and I don't get too concerned.
I then I hear that odd sound again, followed by more laughter. And again. And again.
Now I'm suspicious.
I go into the kitchen and no one is there, so it isn't the under layment I'm hearing.
I walk towards the bathroom and what do I see? Sofi standing there with the sink stop down and full of water, a sopping wet sponge in her hand, which she is holding over Isaac's head and squeezing the water out (which is the sound I'm hearing). Isaac is sitting there in a puddle on the bathroom floor, his clothes sopping wet, loving every second of it.
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