So, Carter watches TV in my room everyday. Not a lot but he no longer takes naps so he has to rest for a little while. He usually is pretty good back there. I don't hear much from him and if I do he usually runs out to tell me he loves me and then runs back into bed.
Last night I went to bed rather late, late for me which so happen to be 11pm. I was up watching a great lifetime show and even though it would replay this morning I just had to watch it last night. Back to going to bed...I walked into my room and spot a bottle of KY on the floor in between my bed and my nightstand. I pick it up and the top is popped and the bottle is empty.
I have no idea where the contents are. I can only imagine what fun he had squeezing the bottle and letting the liquid shoot out like water from a water gun.
Now that I think about it I haven't looked on the ceiling.