I love, love, love my LifeProof phone case. Besides being waterproof, I can take pictures in swimming pools, and it’s also safe from rain, snow, dirt. But most importantly, it’s shatterproof from 6 feet up. As someone who cracked their iPhone screen 2x’s in one month, this is kind of a big deal.
I also recommend this case to every Mom who is looking for one. I’m saying EVERY MOM OF A TODDLER SHOULD HAVE ONE OF THESE. When my kid throws the phone, chews on the phone, or spits all over it — it’s safe. I like that I can just rinse it off in the sink and go about my day.
Recently, we had a family vacation at a beach house. Therefore, I decided I would take my camera/phone in the ocean. Duh! Had to get some awesome shots of everyone having fun. I don’t have a wrist strap, but I used a hair tie to sort of secure it to my hand. Sort of. Everything was great for the first hour or so and I was getting a bunch of fun pictures like this:
Then, of course, it happened.
A gentle current brushed my palm the wrong way, and my phone slipped right out of my fingers down, down, down to the bottom of the sea. I could see it sinking. And I couldn’t grab it. I screamed “MY PHONE!!!!” Everybody froze. We all started moving our feet across the sand. But I knew. Obviously, I knew it was gone. Even if it had landed somewhere close by, it would be covered by sand in no time at all. My heart sank. How was I going to explain this to my husband? How was I going to go on without my iPhone?? My nephew, Sam, very sweetly said “I’m sure we’ll find it.” I rolled my eyes at him and said “Yeah. Right.”
Everyone continued the search for a few more minutes and I was standing right by Sam when he said “Score. I found it.” I felt anger rising! How could he mess with me at a time like this??! You just don’t joke about these things! Rude!
But he dove down, grabbed it, and rose like a phoenix from the ashes, iPhone in hand!!!!!
<— Dramatic flair.
Unbelievable. I screamed in delight and latched onto him for probably 2 minutes too long. Everyone in the water and on the shore were cheering and shouting for joy. The phone was safe and sound in it’s little LifeProof case. Even 6 feet down in the murky, dark Pacific Ocean.
When I told this story to my brother I said “Only me! This would only happen to me!” And he responded, “Well, you’re the only person stupid enough to take your phone into the ocean.”
Touche.