He's Such a Boy

So Dalton is playing in my dry shower. He hops out, gives me a mischievous look and quickly shuts the bathroom door. This can't be good. I hear the sink running and when I open the door, he has both bars of soap from the shower in his hand and he is hopping down from his perch on the toilet. I told him to put my soap back in the shower and he drops them on the shower floor and tells me, "I just wanted to go skating!" It seemed perfectly logical to him. When I told him he was going to break his neck, he quickly demonstrated how he was going to just "jump off" his skates before falling.

Such a mess!