You all know I am a lover of baths. And even though my tub is the size of a large sink, I can still manage to squeeze my 5 foot 10 inch body in it. It's really the highlight of my day, my refuge, my daily meditation and I even manage to get some reading in.
Last week as I was soaking, I looked up at my ceiling and saw this...........
They were huge! I am pretty sure they were constructed from my (now empty)jar of cotton balls. Once again, my first reaction was to giggle and show my husband. My next reaction was to question Son #1 and Son #2.
All I had to do was stare into Ollie's eyes Bruce Willis style and say, OOOOOOlllllieeeeeee?
BAM! Instant confession, I totally should have been a cop.
Any one else have spitballs on their ceiling?