And, behind door #1…
This is the startling scene I discovered upon walking into the girls bathroom yesterday…
Do you know how real a baby doll can appear when you’re not expecting to see one? I’m just glad it was daytime when I opened the door. {I must say… the use of the lid as a prop to keep the doll from falling in was pretty clever…}
Doll #2 greeted me at the sink, but I was ready for her after having seen her twin in action.
I’m not sure if the culprit behind the creation of the bathroom scene was the Toddler (who has a fascination with all things cosmetic right now, including the texture and moisturizing qualities of Clinique’s foaming face wash)…
… or, more likely the Preschooler {aka “Bumblebee Girl”} who has learned the art of acting aloof and/or deaf when questioned about a crime.
Whichever the case, I suppose I should be glad that someone around here knows how to correctly use the Dora the Explorer training seat. If only that doll could teach the Toddler a thing or two…
