I stepped out of the shower, toweled up, and walked into my bedroom to find some clothes. Judah was sitting on our bed with what used to be a nicely put together roll of toilet paper.
When I walked over to the other side of the bed, I saw where the rest of the toilet paper had gone.
Judah explained that he was creating fireworks and putting them out. Whatever that means.


Yes, we must never let them collaborate. :]
ReplyDeleteIf only my grandsons would get into unused toilet paper...
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