Skinny Dippin'

Theresa's out of the house and I'm not paying attention to Caroline and I begin to hear the toilet seat clinking up and down. At first I don't think much of it, but I soon realize that it may be a wise thing for me to check on her.

As I'm heading down the hallway, she darts out of the bathroom carrying her doll and rushes into her room. The doll is lying on her floor and I notice there's a little puddle of water. Picking the doll up - I see that it's feet are all wet.

Apparently she was dipping her in the toilet.

Caroline crawls down out of the rocker she's scampered into and points at her own leg.

"Wet", she informs me. Indeed her PJs are pretty moist with toilet goodness.