You have to love the effort....

As we sat in the car for a few minutes tonight after arriving home from CHEERS, Brooke asked me to look at her cell phone(my old one that I gave her after Jeff and I got new ones a few weeks ago.) She has been using it to take pictures with and somehow got sticky food finger prints all over it. I made the comment to her that it was dirty with food fingerprints and left it at that. We went inside and I began to prepare dinner for the kids. I told Brooke and Austin to go wash their hands before sitting down at the table. Austin did and came out and I kept hearing the water run, and run, and run. I yelled to Brooke to turn the water off and asked her what was taking her so long. Her response: "I'm washing my phone off!" (Gulp!) My stomach jumped up into my throat and I ran in the bathroom. Sure enough, the sink was full with soap suds, the phone was dripping with water, and Brooke had that proud look of accomplishment on her face. I quickly took the phone and wiped it off, took the battery out to free it from any water. I then explained to Brooke how we don't wash electronic equipment and the only thing she was to wash was herself. I couldn't be mad because she didn't know any better and honestly thought she was doing a good thing. I mean, what little girl wouldn't want a sparkling clean cell phone?!?!
After all was said and done, the phone miraculously worked, and I was able to laugh about the situation.