Last night I had to meet my Mom at Sam's for some butter cream and Tim was actually home to watch the girls for me so that I didn't have to drag them along. Well while I was gone, Riley decided she wanted to go to bed it was around 6:30, that's early, so Tim let her go to bed anyway. She asks if she can go night night. It's weird I know, but I'm not ever going to deny her sleepy time, I'd be psycho if I did right? So she really didn't want to go to bed but play in her room, which is fine, she can't hurt herself in there. So after about thirty minutes of her being upstairs, Tim started noticing this dust floating in the air downstairs. He had no clue what it was and there was a lot of it. So he followed the flow of dust up to Riley's room where he found this....
Apparently, Riley can't be trusted with this....
It wasn't me Dad...
