Dragon

So my Dad always likes to tease me and my siblings about when we were little, found the baby powder, and blew it all over the room. Playing Dragon. Like the smoke out of his nose. He says that every time after he would sit in that chair that there would be a little poof of powder that plumed into the air.

Well today that story came back to bite me in the bootay!

Laira was at school and it was just Bailey and I. I told her I needed to take a nap and asked if she wanted to watch a movie. So I put on some Halloween movie, and fell asleep in the lazy boy next to Bailey. When I woke up I could smell the baby powder. I looked over to the chair that Bailey use to be sitting in. It was all white, except for the small area where a little body had been. I looked over in the corner and there she was spraying away. She looked like a little ghost, Baby Powder all over her head and clothes. No I didn't take any pictures, I was too angry. I sent her to her room and proceeded to clean up the mess. Then I put her in the bath where she apologized profusely.

Later when my Dad got home and I told him what had happened he chuckled and said something about every generation doing the same stuff. I think he got a big kick out of the fact that Bailey was playing Dragon.