Picture Day tomorrow

Tomorrow is picture day for Holly, so she was trying on her outfit this evening, making sure everything fit, and looked smashing. I managed to convince her to hop into the shower to be perky and clean for her photo, and as I hung up her outfit on Ryan's towel bar I had a sense of foreboding. I just assumed it was more indigestion. Not ten minutes after Holly finishes the shower and exits the bathroom then Ryan goes in and washes his hands. Then wipes his hands and his Oreo soaked mouth all over her dress. He realized what he did at exactly the same time as I walked past the bathroom door, he froze like a deer in headlights.

Then he helped me start a load laundry.