Sunday, May 6, 2012

Just when you think you've found the perfect toy ...

I posted a bunch of pictures on Facebook yesterday of Abby enjoying bubbles in front of our house. Tom and I had the task of creating the bubbles and she chased them, stood in awe of them, pinched them, etc.

Today we went to Babies R Us to get a bath sling for Little Man. They had a buy one bath item, get the next 40-percent off. So I figured I'd look for a bath toy for Abs.

Imagine my excitement (and Tom's) when I found a bath tub bubble maker.

We brought it home, put batteries in it, and stuck it to the wall. I even had Tom grab the Flip Cam so we could capture some (appropriate) video footage.

Well. We put her in the bath tub. Pushed the button. And she freaked the freak out.

She enjoyed it somewhat. But quickly became agitated and wanted me to turn it off. I tried a couple more times and she got more freaked out with each effort.

By the end of the bath, I simply mentioned that I could make bubbles again by pushing the button. That's when the nervous breakdown happened.

She started crying and stood up in the tub because she wanted to get out. I should probably mention that this child LOVES baths and always cries when we TAKE her out ... not because she WANTS to get out.

It was one of those moments where I just shrug my shoulders and say, "Naturally."

Because this always happens when you think you've found the perfect toy. Always. Never fails.