The swimming pool

Earlier this week when G went potty, it got a little too quiet. As I went to check on him, he came running down the hall. I asked if he wanted to show me what happened in the bathroom, he kept running and said "No! I'm worried". To which I thought "well, you probably have a reason to be worried then...... ". 

As I went down the hall, and opened the bathroom door, I was confronted with a puddle and a sink full of freezing cold water and toilet paper. 

Evidentially this story started when he peepeed in his bowl and then dumped it in the sink to wash it. Upon washing it, he decided to make the sink into a swimming pool. Upon making a swimming pool, he decided it needed people for the pool. So he grabbed the roll of tp and started shredding it into tiny people. 

The boy sure has an imagination. And a love for water.