Our main bathroom is positioned right between Aliah's room and my room. The kitchen is directly "in front" of these rooms. My dad hates this. Because it is right in the open, and not positioned somewhere discreet in a hallways of some sort. I, however, love it. I am able to bath my children while being in the kitchen or in my bedroom. I can hear all that goes on because I am only a step away.
Tonight, as I was dressing Aliah for bed, I was listening to the older two in the tub. A bit of laughing, and a whole lot of water swishing. I finish dressing the babe, and go back into the bathroom. A bit of water is on the floor.
Hannah pipes up "hey mam, know what Isaiah just did?"
"No honey, I don't. What did he do?" I ask. Kind of off the cuff.
"He just got backwashed" Hannah says smiling from ear to ear.
"Backwashed?" I ask "What was he drinking?"
"Nothing." Hannah says. "He got backwashed!" Telling me again, as though I hadn't heard her the first time.
"Well he must have been drinking something then. Were you drinking the water honey?" I ask him
"No, me wasn't" He states. (He knew he'd get in trouble I"m sure!!)
"You have to drink something and spit it out to be backwashed" I explain "That's what 'backwashed' means"
"OH" Hannah says, a bit confused. "Well he got umm...back..back..."
It is then that I clue in..
"AHHHH...he got BAPTIZED?" I ask
"YEAH!!" they both quip. "THAT!!"