It’s finally happened. My phone fell in the toilet. (At least I had already flushed.) We immediately popped it into a bag of rice, which promptly got into the plug inlet and expanded. So now it can’t charge. Good-bye, phone.
Stupidly, I hadn’t synced since July. Serves me right.
I think Phoebe is the most bummed. She’s dragging herself around the house. Mourning. “I had the awesomest minecraft world on your phone…”
Maybe the new one will have an even better camera. There’s always that.
Here are a few photos of a recent physics class taught by my awesome substitute teacher Renee while Sam was in the hospital…