When Katya takes her nightly bath, we usually park one of the assorted females of the family in the bathroom to sit there since Katya can't get help via called questions. We usually take in a book, or a computer, or (in the case of one of the females) a doll to play with, and while we keep an ear and a side eye on Katya, we tend to let her enjoy her bath generally in peace, since she seems to be fond of that now.
Tonight Charity was sitting with Katya, and when she wanted to tell me something, stepped out of the bathroom and into my bedroom right next door. We were calmly conversing, when a heart-stopping, ear piercing shriek emanated from the bathroom! Charity went flying and I chased on her heels to see Katya out of the tub, standing and wailing in fright!
With a little investigation, Charity soon spotted the culprit . . . a harmless cricket sitting on the edge of the tub! Poor Katya was thoroughly traumatized, and was not consoled until she saw that Charity had firmly captured the cricket and was on the way out of the bathroom to dispose of it. Then she waved "Good-bye" at it in a relieved fashion, and crawled back into the tub to finish her soak.
Charity and I indulged in a little gentle chuckling after Katya was settled back down. It's the only way to survive that heart-stopping shriek!!! Well, laughter--and some chocolate!!