"Can we get a shower head like that?"

"Why, of course, sweetie!" Mom sounded all cutesy and understanding.

"Thanks, Mom! Just to clean areas in case we ever break or sprain bones or something..." I said, trailing off at the end and pretending that everyone hadn't just seen what they had seen.

"I mean, I can ask your father about the cost. But before then, I'll need to see a demonstration of how it works firsthand rather than a video. Come with us, Lisa, let's go upstairs."

"But..." Lisa protested.

"Oh, I insist. Shouldn't be too much trouble," my mother prevailed as the three of us walked up back into the bathroom.

"Now, how does this thing work?" she asked quizzically.