Snowstorm in the Bathroom

Have you ever been so mad that you wanted to scream, cry or yell but instead, you just had to laugh? Kamal and I experienced one of those moments last night. We were working on the new website really hard and I heard some movement upstairs that was kind of loud. I told Kamal that he probably needed to check that since I was in the middle of something. He said "Okay" but never went.

I could smell something really sweet and good but couldn't put my finger on it. Finally, after about 15 minutes, Kamal went up and I went to the restroom in our master bathroom. When I came out, Kamal called from upstairs saying, "Lachelle, you will want to see this." I told him that no, I wouldn't, because I had an idea that whatever mess they created would make me blazing mad. I told him that it was his fault for not checking when I told him too, so he would have to clean up the mess. He said, "Trust me, you'll want to see this!"

When I walked upstairs, I saw the kids with baby powder all over their clothes and hair, so I was expecting to see something all over the carpet and I was scared. But when I got up there, everything looked like normal mess... toys all over the floor, books everywhere, nothing out of the ordinary. But when Kamal opened up the bathroom door, a huge cloud of baby powder came bursting out. One look and I knew what had happened. Apparently, the kids got ahold of a baby powder container, that I'm not sure how got up there, and went crazy. They had made their own "Perfect Storm" and had been dancing in falling baby powder. It was EVERYWHERE, but luckily, they had the right sense to close the door so it was only in the bathroom.



We didn't want the kids to think what they did was alright, so we tried not to smile or laugh in front of them and were very stern. Kamal offered to clean up but I told him that it would be better if he could give the kids a bath as I cleaned it. He already has breathing problems and I didn't want to intensify that. We took a picture before the kids hopped into the tub and then I headed upstairs to clean. After I cleaned up the mess, my lungs were burning, even though we turned on all the fans and opened all the windows. It didn't take as long as I thought, just about 30 minutes and now that bathroom is sparkling! I had to take a break outside afterwards, just to get some oxygen in my lungs. I can't believe the kids were able to handle it as long as they did.

Here is the bathroom, all cleaned up and the way it is supposed to look. One good thing is the kids forced me to clean it extensively.



My wishes are that this never happens again. And whatever guest it was that left the baby powder in that bathroom, you OWE ME BIG!!!