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Our house has a bidet. When I saw it, I thought, now there is something that will not get used! We have been here less than`a week and I have to admit that this thing is really handy to me, but not for its original purpose. It is perfect for cloth diapering. I have rinsed diapers. I have lanolized covers. There is even a handy towel bar for hanging covers! The only improvement would be if it was in the bathroom that houses the washer and dryer.

And just this afternoon, I found it to be most helpful in rinsing the sheets that Peter threw up on. Yep. He is sick again. A fever too. I hope he does not share with the rest of us. There is a four day weekend coming up and we were hoping to go exploring.

That is all. I must console a miserable baby.

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  1. Billie JoMarch 11, 2014 at 1:10 PM

    Well, first I must admit, I had no idea what a bidet was. : )
    Prayers and hugs for a swift recovery for your little one.
    Have a cozy day...

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    1. JennyMarch 11, 2014 at 2:41 PM

      Thanks for the prayers!

      There are lots of things we don't understand here yet. The language being the biggest thing. I am really trying to learn it though.

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  2. BarbaraMarch 11, 2014 at 2:07 PM

    I think bidets are great. Wish American homes had them. The only down side is it's another thing to clean!

    I think European homes use them more and shower less. Maybe I'm wrong. But, ya know, some parts don't need to be cleaned everyday. ;-)

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    1. JennyMarch 11, 2014 at 2:51 PM

      This is actually the only home we looked at that had one. Not that that was its selling point! There was a house I really liked but because of a miscommunication due to the language barrier, the owner gave the house to someone else. I decided it was God's way of telling us that was not the right house for us. I do like this one too and our landlords are so nice. So it is all good.

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  3. Jennie C.March 11, 2014 at 3:11 PM

    I never saw a bidet, though one was mentioned in Crocodile Dundee. (Remember that one?!) I googled it, though, and I'm not sure I'd get used to using it, either. It does look handy for diapers, though! Hope Peter's feeling better soon and you all get to go out.

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  4. JennyMarch 11, 2014 at 3:40 PM

    I'm still not so sure about the bidet either, but the one thing I do love are the doors and windows. They all have 3 positions: 1. locked 2. unlocked, the doors open normally and the windows open the same way as a door, to the side. 3. tilt mode. The doors and windows tilt in from the top so you can get a breeze or air out the house. Also, I have heard that mold can be an issue if you do not open the windows at least a little each day.

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  5. Jennie C.March 12, 2014 at 6:08 AM

    Our windows cranked out like doors to the side, but what I chiefly remember about the windows was the enormous cannibalistic spiders! The first time I met those spiders was in the window. I used to spray them with a bottle of hot water until they gave up and fell, then I'd run downstairs and outside and step on them. Of course, I later found them all over the house, too. I never moved furniture without the vacuum running so I could suck 'em up when I found them. And I always found them. We had a dog for a while there, too, and I remember one morning finding one walking along under a clump of dog hair. I really hated those spiders. I never knew them to be aggressive or bite or anything; they were just big and spidery.

    As for mold, I once moved a side table to clean behind and found a mushroom growing out of the wall! We assumed that the house had suffered some water damage at some point and maybe didn't get dried out all the way, but maybe it would have happened anyway. I never heard of mold being a problem, but obviously, it was!

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