When we moved here, Allen and I were pretty excited that we have a tub with jets. Some call it a Jacuzzi, some call it a whirlpool tub. We call it a fast bath.
Way back when Allen was a little boy, he moved to a new house that had a Jacuzzi and he called his grandmother to tell her about the “fast bath” they had in the new house. So a fast bath is what they should always be called.
The night before we got to Nassau we were in a hotel room with a fast bath and the boys were over the moon about the fast bath there. We managed to keep our fast bath a secret for a while. I love my boys more than life itself, but there are some things I just don’t want to share with dirty little boys.
A few days ago we were a little bored and I decided to let them take a bubble bath in our tub.
Oh, the excitement! Oh, the joy! Oh, the splashing!
A few moments into the bath, I threw caution to the wind and ran downstairs to get my camera. The lighting in there is terrific.
Now I have to keep them out of it!!