It has been over five years since our youngest child was born, at home in our jacuzzi hot tub.
In preparation for his birth, we removed the standard aerator from the sink nearest the hot tub -- the one in the master bathroom -- and replaced it with an adapter that would allow us to attach a garden hose, which we used to fill the tub.
The aerator was removed, the tub was filled, the water heated. Time went by. I got pregnanter pregnanter. Eventually, the baby was born. Sometime thereafter, the tub was drained. The hose adapter remained on the sink.
Time went by. We pulled out the hot tub. We rebuilt the damaged floor underneath it. We re-carpeted the room. Our youngest baby went off to preschool. The hose adapter remained on the sink.
Time went by. We decided to sell the house. We started a blog. We refurbished the master bath -- caulking, stripping, painting, cleaning, grouting. But still... the hose adapter remained on the sink.
Today, after my hot-tub-born baby donned his backpack and boarded the school bus to take him to his 14th day of kindergarten, I removed the hose adapter and replaced the aerator.
Nothing better can happen all day.
