We are watching our 2 nieces and 1 nephew this entire week at their home in Holiday. (Right by Grandma Yospe's home.) This home was owned by the Granatto family (of delicious sandwich fame) up until about a year ago. It is huge.
So, this week we have a 1 year old, 2 year old, 3 year old and two 6 year olds. More on this insanity all throughout the week.
In our master suite we have a shower with 4 heads. One directly over your head, two on either side and one below. It is like entering a car wash built for humans. There is so much steam, water and soap flying through the air, I am completely confused. I have no idea where my feet are, let alone the shampoo. I am not positive, but something or someone may have touched my leg and I think I may have seen a tentacle.
The shower head directly over your head is gigantic and just drips water on your head like rain. If that is not enough, there is a steamer. It creates a wall of steam that any Japanese steam bath would be envious of. The steam is so thick, when I get out of the shower, I feel like I am leaving God and coming back into the world again. A rebirth of sorts.
I have not found the button for the automatic rolling brushes that come out of the walls yet. Nor have I found the super, double secret "5th" shower head. You do not speak of this shower head outside of the bathroom, and if the shower finds out that I am blogging about it now, I will be lucky to ever get back in. I thought I had found it on the bench and sat on it. It turns out it was just the remote control to the 30 inch LCD. The weird thing was, even the remote sprayed water.
One day there will be a shower where the water engulfs every inch of your body at the same time. They will call it...the bathtub.
My apologies to Matt Damon.