As Isaac and mom were getting supper and all the cutlery on to the table last night, dad had to run into to bathroom to help the girls wash hands. The first thing we heard was an "oops, I dropped it" from Norah, followed by a groan from dad. Apparently, she dropped a whole roll of toilet paper into the (thankfully freshly cleaned) toilet bowl. Despite the claims of absorbency on the packaging, the roll of tp didn't quite manage to hold all the liquid it was tossed in, so dad had to run it out to the outside garbage to contain the leaking, leaving the girls to wash their hands on their own.
Maybe this is a good time to explain the new 'game' that the 2 smallest members of our family like to play regarding hand washing. In order to best wash hands, one must use the drain stopper and fill the sink part way with water, which is then best used to splash on your closest sibling while giggles of glee are shared.
They work quickly, our little pair. Rob was gone and back in less than 3 minutes, and in the time he was gone, they managed to discover the joy of the hand soap pump.
this was what awaited Rob upon his return. Being the ever so helpful wife I am, I ran for the camera.
Poor Ruby kept rubbing the bubbles into her eyes and complaining about the soap.
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