Oh, what a mess! Damon and I were making dinner when we both realized that we couldn't hear the little miss. I called her several times with no response. She finally came into the kitchen looking like this...(sigh). It didn't take long to find the disaster site, the downstairs bathroom. She managed to climb up some shelves and get a bottle of musk scented lotion. There was a thick layer covering just about every surface in the bathroom. She successfully used every last drop. Several washings and she still smells like musk, three days later!! Child, oh child, of mine.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Oh What a Mess!!!
Oh, what a mess! Damon and I were making dinner when we both realized that we couldn't hear the little miss. I called her several times with no response. She finally came into the kitchen looking like this...(sigh). It didn't take long to find the disaster site, the downstairs bathroom. She managed to climb up some shelves and get a bottle of musk scented lotion. There was a thick layer covering just about every surface in the bathroom. She successfully used every last drop. Several washings and she still smells like musk, three days later!! Child, oh child, of mine.
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You're lucky she wasn't covered in "poop" or "Comet" like Claudia did to me when I was about Emma's age. Fun, Fun, fun. Grandma
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