Mr. Unclimber added, "right, but the water eventually goes cold."
I pondered this awhile, amused by my husband's wit. Breakfast was eaten, the children left to play in another room. I complemented DH on his humor.
He continued the thread, saying: Its like taking a shower, and suddenly the water gets cold and you wonder if someone is running the washing machine and whether the water will get warm again.
I said: But it doesn't and you've got shampoo in your hair
He said: You rub your eyes trying to get it out
I said: but you can't and the shampoo stings. The burning of your eyes contrasts with the icy water pounding on your back. Then you wander around, cursed and blind, like Oedipus, only you never [bleep]
Ah, yes, the endless romance of raising small children...