When I was little, my family always made sure to keep the baby powder out of my reach. If they didn't, I was likely to dump an entire bottle all over the floor or, as my Viejita remembers, squeeze the bottle tightly while aiming towards the sky in an attempt to make it snow. Seriously, I get near a bottle these days and my heart still flutter with the possibilities.
Well, it seems a little golden haired boy I know has inherited this trait from his Momma. Tonight, after changing his sisters diaper he grabbed the bottle and made a break for it. SMK wasn't around and I was feeling a little nostalgic and so I let him.
First he inhaled that fresh baby scent and then he went to town. All over he floor and then in circles (he's got flare, that kid) before finally making it rain. These are some of the after pictures. There was a bit of a mess to clean up afterwards but it was definitely worth the clean up.
Too funny!
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