I had completely cleaned and reorganized the laundry/storage room. I had also done the same to our outside "shed" and had moved the furniture around in the livingroom.
All the while Brian was hanging out in my room watching a movie he had picked out.
Or so I thought.
I had hung up the phone and decided to go check on my little angel.
As I climbed the stairs I heard the fan in the bathroom and assumed he was going to the bathroom (if the light is on the fan needs to be on according to Brian).
I open the bathroom door and instantly inhale a thick cloud of something....
Brian is trying to stand up on the floor but is slipping and sliding everywhere.
There is a white film hanging in the air and on the floor, toilet, sink, mirror, radio, toiletries, EVERYTHING.
|That's a red hair dryer- it's not meant to have white speckles.|
|I keep my ancient CD player in the bathroom- it's still working |
even after this sunscreen bath. It's a keeper.