All That Glitters Is Not Gold

Alex has a habit of getting into things whether I'm watching him or not. Lately, he's thought that my makeup drawer in my bathroom is fun to get into. He opens it, grabs something, runs away with it, and either hides it or brings it back slobbered. For the most part, I don't mind.

The other day he found a tube of glitter in there. While I don't wear glitter everyday, I had it out for the girls at camp. I failed at putting it away wisely. Yesterday, Alex took out the tube of glitter and I had him put it away right away. I knew the mess that could be made otherwise.

This morning, Alex darted into our bedroom and into my bathroom. When Mike found him, he was staring at the toilet. (Obviously, he was up to something). I was grateful that Mike got him out of there pretty quickly.

Later in the morning, I went into my bathroom to get ready. When I opened my makeup drawer, what did I find? GLITTER! EVERYWHERE!

Crap.

Quick little Alex got his hands on that tube whether I liked it or not.