Sunday Funnies: It's a Little Sink

We chose to stay in a cabin up in the mountains during our vacation to Gatlinburg.  

We found a beautiful cabin online with 3 levels (with 53 steps in total), 2 bedrooms + a loft and tons of activities like air hockey, pool table, and a rock wall in the basement.  It had it's issues which I'll save for a later post, but it's listing boasted a lot of "bells and whistles."  

Fancy showers with multiple jets and even a bidet. 

It was a good thing that there was a lot of bathrooms because after a long drive up the mountain, everyone seemed to need to use the bathroom at the same time.  The bad thing is that J couldn't reach any of the sinks so we'd hold her up while she washed her hands or she's stand on a small trash can that was turned over.

On one of the last days, I was rounding up towels in the kids' bathroom and J pranced right in, grabbed a bar of what she calls "slippery soap", and effortlessly started washing her hands...

IN THE BIDET!! 

She even found a nice little spot to keep the soap.

I shout, "No! That's not a sink.  It's a toilet."  J looks at me like I was crazy and stated that this is where she polishes her new found rocks too.

I have NO idea how this darn thing works but I know for a fact that a little sink it is not!  I scrubbed her hands in a real sink and reminded her to never wash her hands in the bidet again. 

(Then I got the camera, of course.)

She wasn't shook one bit.  She thought it was funny.

Obviously I did too.  Hope you do too.
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