This little gem is trouble. You're probably wondering what is in her hair. Well, like all stories seem to, this one starts with the line "Yesterday, when I realized it'd been too quiet..." yep, it's one of those. She was having quiet time, watching Incredibles in our bedroom and I realized her movie should've been over and she hadn't come down yet. I shrugged the thought off and finished what I was doing downstairs. When I went to take a laundry basket back upstairs, I came to a stunned halt at our bedroom door. Brielle was no where in sight, I figured she heard me coming up the stairs and hid. Why? Because this is what I saw...
You probably can't see it very well in this picture, but here's a closer shot of our bedspread.
See that bottle of lotion? Yeah, it was pretty much full and now only has, eh, maybe an inch of lotion left in the bottom. That brush is full of lotion as well as the wings. The blocks are covered too. It was smeared all over the master bathroom's cupboards, toilet, and counter. Yeah, the window above our bed? It had huge gobs all over it and we're not sure how. She was able to attain heights on our walls with this lotion that are probably twice as high as she's physically capable of reaching, even on the bed. Our curtains were covered along with the floor. I wouldn't have cared as much that she got it through out our sheets and on our pillows except that I had just washed all the sheets the day before. It still all washed out fairly easily. Even the lotion in her hair washed out easily, although, with her long hair it didn't wash out as easily as when she has covered Jonathan's head in lotion. Of course while we (meaning, mostly I since she wasn't a huge help) were cleaning it all up, she kept saying "I'm just so sorry about that mom". To be honest, it was hard not to laugh the entire time. I guess she's understanding the phrase "Go Big or Go Home". We love her!
