Silence is Never Good

I was cleaning the bathroom this morning when Charlotte told me she was going to play in her room. She shut the door, which isn’t unusual because her stuffed animals hang behind the door. I heard her talking to herself so I thought she was just playing. I figured I’d take advantage of this quiet and prepare some vegetables to roast.

And then I opened the door.

The first thing that hit me was the scent of baby powder. It was overwhelming. It was like someone sprayed a baby powder scented spray right into my face. The second thing I noticed was white, everywhere.

She found a small bottle of powder. I have no idea where she got it, but got it she did. She opened it and poured it all into the sink of her play kitchen and then took turns giving them all a bath. I don’t even know how to clean this up. So you know what I did? I took the bottle of baby powder away and hid it with the others ones and I’m letting her continue to do this. Because she’s quiet and I’m going to have to clean up the mess eventually so why not get some more peace out of this mess, am I right? The only downside is how the bedroom door is open and it reeks of powder everywhere. I mean there’s also the downside of how to clean this up, but I guess I should be happy it was only a travel sized bottle and not regular. Since it’s in the rug I’m just going to act like it’s a deodorizer.

Happy Sunday!