We took the car for a wash today and it was one of those that you sit in the car while it goes through the machine. Janie was not sure of the whole experience. I had to keep telling her to look at the bubbles and that the car was getting a bath. Luckily it was short enough that she didn’t start crying or anything. I could tell she was still processing the whole thing later in the evening (at least 3 hours later) because she was recounting the experience out loud: “bubbles, car bath”.