I'm a bad mom.
I let Gavin and Lexi shower together unsupervised tonight.
They were having a rollicking good time. I could hear a fair number of bumps and crashes through the wall, along with lots of giggles. I decided I didn't care. But then there was a big THUNK. I couldn't mentally identify what might have made that sound, so I went to investigate.
Gavin peeked through the shower curtain and produced the ceramic soap dish, which, up until 25 seconds before, had been cemented to the tile wall for approximately 25 years.
"How did that happen, Gavin?"
"I just pulled really hard and it came off."
Oh. Well, I guess pulling really hard might just make that soap dish come right off.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."